I didn't really want a blog. I was just sick of posting as "anonymous."
Mourning the loss of Harry (Mon 08 Oct 2007)
Ever since I finished reading the last Harry Potter novel, I can't help but feel that there is something missing from life. There's no plotting ways to steal minutes from each day to read; no more guilty bets being made on who dies. I know everything, and it's unsatisfying. It's like there's nothing left to live for...my only hope is that the movies continue their burgeoning excellence. :)
Medium-sized City, In a Big Cornfield, United States
Blogger is where I pretend that I have more free time than I do. If I'm posting, I probably should be doing something else. Like, actually working at work. We have 3 to 6 kids on any given day, half of which to whom I have given birth; and 4 cats, none of which I personally birthed.