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At last!!
“Well, after seven--no, nine--years, I finally hold in my hands the final installment of Harry Potter, and I'm very sad, and I can't even bear to read the entire table of contents. Which is unusual, 'cause usually I read the whole table of contents, which is how I figured out that Dumbledore died in the sixth book. And, yeah. I don't know. It's quite the scene in the bookstore; people in ball gowns and costumes. There was this one Druid guy with a skull and a stick and then he put like a paper crown on the skull? It was weird. And it's 1:22 now, so--yeah, if I'd been smart I would have gone here at 2 in the afternoon when I saw the people queueing outside Barnes & Noble. The cops are here too actually; I guess they're keeping public order. But, yeah, I don't know. Wow. I feel a strange reluctance to read, actually. But--oh god, my back cover is bent. That's kind of sad. Whatever. Anyway. It's mine, it is mine. Yeah, okay. Off to the 24-hour Starbucks with the units 'cause apparently we're going to read through the night, or at least I am. And we're having Three Buck Chuck at home. So, yeah. I don't know. Potterdammerung, someone called it, and it makes me sad. Sad, but also excited, because I want to find out what happens. But whatever. Yeah. Okay. Off to read Potter. Bye.”