WAS TO BE POSTED SAT. JULY 16th:
On Friday night my perma-suitor was going to stand in line at Barnes and Noble to pick up two copies of "the-book-that-shall-not-be-named". Unfortunately he was sideswiped by his friend Jack Daniels and couldn't make it. Needless to say I was a little dissapointed but knew we'd get our copies the next day. I couldn't have read it when I got home from work at 5am could I?
So I woke Shep up today at noon with the words,"I needs me some Harry Potter now!" Well, an hour later we were up and in the shower on our way to an afternoon date comprised of lunch, a dual Potter purchase, and a movie (The Wedding Crashers - very funny, I highly recommend it.)
And now I'm on the train to Faggot Island and have seen no less than three others holding their copies of Year 6 on thia car alone. I kinda feel like I'm part of the in-crowd and wanna proudly display it by tucking it into the front of my Levis or wearing it on a chain or something that's attention getting. The saddest part is that I'm getting a bit competitive right now because I've put down my just opened copy and the girl across from me (who started on page 1 when she sat down) has already begun chapter two. Listen bitch, nobody knows what happens at Hogwarts before me. Got it?
How much of a loser am I?
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