getting ready for the Harry Potter marathon

I am trying to pack my bag and get everything ready so I can be out of the house after three in the morning. I have that half queasy sense of anticipation and dread. It occurred to me that some of my painful mood swings and anxiety are no doubt partly related to how I feel about the end of this era of Harry Potter. Obviously, books never die. But this certain moment in time and a decade of my life draws to a close here, and so. All those things.

I saw this early today. It was sweet.

I found my pillow I bought at Phoenix Rising and I have some sparkly Converse and this great shirt from Woot. I suppose I am as ready as I will ever be.

Show starts at 4:30am, and the last movie comes on at midnight. My wizard friend, I wish you were here.