Hours of sleep, one discussion, and a good look at the flist later, I become slightly more rational.

( Spoilers )

Seriously? Whitney called me when she finished the book. Well, she called Jen, Mia, and Amy (none of whom had finished it), finally got my number, then called me. My dad comes into the room, saying, "It's six o'clock, you know."

ME: "Hah, hah, very funny. It's only, like, eleven."

ME? WRONG. He was right. Man, I musta been tired.

We had a nice talk, though I was still just-wakened and just-reacting, considering how soon I went to bed. Having seen the flist, though, many things make much more sense.

SO: I have my pretty, lovely, Huffle-puffy

NUMBER-ONE WRISTBAND

It is time to shave my legs and put on my black underwears and get my sword and wand off the wall and otherwise prepare myself for the GLORIOUSNESS that is going to be this evening.

Two Potter Parties. LOTS OF PICS. At least one costume prize amongst us. And then...NEW CANON.

The whole sticking-to-canon bit? HARDEST THING EVER. Especially since I can't seem to get in a canon mood, or find the time for it. (Drat being short-handed, my morning reading time is gone.)

Today was the Mondayest Monday that work has turned out in a long time. But after work--oh, after work:

--Jen was Lily, then she was Arabella, then she was Sibyll, then she was Winky, then she was Dobby. Dobby stuck.

--We created life in a glass bowl. Amelia got primordial goo all over her hands. Then she ate it. (We found out later that she had prematurely removed the goo from the kangaroo, depriving it in her impatient greed of its ability to hop forward. Bad goddess of creation, bad!) Then I tucked the kangaroo over my ear, Amy pressed the starfish to her nose, and we got back to work.

--We made a machine to answer profound questions, powered by an ant walking a treadmill. One question we asked was, "Are you dead?"

--Cheap divine rats were devoured while Alastor's identical twin owl was born.

--Many hysterical phone calls were made, involving squeeing, sex scenes, and Amy getting permission to be Shelley for about fifteen hours.

Also hair dye, cheap Evian, and dowel rods.

Do I have great friends or what?

What do you fear?

( Boggarts )

My name is Lu Hallulat. And I am afraid.

Right. Now that I've done both...

What do you fear will happen in the next two books? It can be serious or fun. I'm just curious. List me some fears.

ETA: My serious fears are listed here