The End of Harry Potter

It was incredible. I giggled, I sobbed, I sighed.

I won't say anything about the plot or about the end because I don't want to spoil it, but I could not put the book down. I couldn't. I read all 749 pages in five hours. I could not stop reading. I stopped for 10 minutes to take a shower, but that was still in the beginning of the book.

I just... I literally wept during this book. I haven't done that since The Far Pavillions.

I'm glad it ended the way it did. It felt like the right way to end the book.

The Pfeiffer Sisters

Michelle and Dedee Pfeiffer can't be biologically related. How is one Michelle Pfeiffer and the other one Dedee Pfeiffer? I mean, Michelle Pfeiffer is an Oscar nominated babe who makes men drool. Dedee Pfeiffer is not. Not to say that she's not cute, even pretty. But she is so totally not Michelle.

Anyway, I'm wiped out. I'm tired and I'm cranky and I hate the heat and I need a vacation. A serious, serious vacation where I do not go to work. I'm tired. And Omar doesn't help being all cute and "stay awake and hang out."

Plus, I go off the pill in three weeks and I'm terrified of it.