sunday i went to the library and checked out harry potter six (the half-blood prince) to refresh myself before saturday aka best day of my life arrives. this morning, i finished up the last couple chapters of it before work, and even though I ALREADY KNEW WHAT WAS GOING TO HAPPEN, i still bawled my eyes out while i finished those last fifty pages. i looked charming when i showed up to work. i am so so so afraid that harry is going to die. i am afraid that he is the 7th horcrux. i am afraid that like in gladiator, and braveheart, and lord of the rings, the hero will have to die for the story to be perfect great [i cannot find a word that tessa approves of. she says if harry dies it will be slaughter. dumbledore and sirius and cedric died so he could live. she promises that harry has to prevail in the end. that he has to stay alive to make babies with ginny. if harry dies tessa will deliver a very strongly worded letter to jk rowling, as she will be in england very shortly (lucky lucky!). so clearly my worries are for naught because tessa will not let harry die.]
(i know frodo didn't actually die, but he went across the grey sea, which is essentially the same thing.)
in other news, this picture makes my life.
oh! and today, i noticed that flickr is now apparently out of beta testing. where "beta" used to be in the logo, it now says "loves you." as in, flickr loves you. i've been harboring a secret crush on flickr for quite some time now, so this works out nicely.