Have you finished Harry Potter yet? Because I have, but I know the wrath that I will incur if I give anything away. So I won’t.
But I will say that I loved it. I bought it on Saturday morning, and was super pissed that I had to like, be social and stuff and like, go to a barbecue and then to a friend’s party, and geez, why can’t you just leave me alone so I can read?
So I started it late on Sunday morning. With breaks for lunch and for the doing of laundry and running a few errands… I was done by 6:30. Am freak, no? But I’m glad because I KNOW WHAT HAPPENS AND YOU DON’T.
As I e-mailed to Lori this morning, I’m really not a Harry Potter freak… I mean, it’s totally cool if YOU want to dress up and paint your face and show up at midnight… but it’s just not for me. However, I read the first Harry Potter book before they were even popular (based on a random online recommendation) so I feel like I have a bit of a special kinship with Harry. Like, I liked him FIRST, so back off. You know how it is.
I will share one funny conversation that I had with Matt while reading the book, but I promise not to give anything away:
Me: Oh no! So-and-so just died!
(That’s not giving anything away, right? I mean, you had to know that at some point, SOMEONE was going to die…)
Matt: *with absolutely no interest whatsoever* Oh. That’s nice.
Me: No it’s not! It’s sad!
Matt: Well, it’s not called Harry Potter and the Lively Hallows, now is it?
Happy reading, folks!