toby the tubby tuna told tommy the troubled turtle "don't kill your friends because they are just too important."
wow. so much to talk about, but where to begin? i guess i could begin on friday. it was, afterall, where everything basically started.
friday. i finished harry potter and the order of the pheonix for the fourth or fifth time. i don't remember exacly how many times i have read it. but it was important to finish as harry potter and the half-blood prince was being released that night. i was really excited, yet more jealous because i knew i wouldn't be able to read it for a while. zach, harry, jon, mike, and i went to borders for the release. good times, except that i only got 48 of 50 questions right concerning the first five hp books. i was hoping for a clean 100%. oh well. the story goes on where zach got his book, i got a box, and we set sail for st. louis.
saturday. this is where my jealousy mounted, having to drive and glancing at zach reading the precious. i was trying to see how far he was getting, but at the same time not read the chapter headings or anything becuase that could ruin some stuff. anyhoo, we made it to st. louis around 3:42 am, settled in james' apartment, and i finally had a chance to get my eyeball prints all over hp6. i planned on reading the first chapter, but that wasn't good enought, primarially cause it was a let down: it wasn't a harry potter opening chapter. so i read chapter 2. once done there, i forced myself to put the book down and sleep. it was, after all 4:30 am and i did have to drive to chicago at 6 am.
well, we drove, turned around, and drove some more, all the while zach advanced further along in the book and james and i conversed a bit. we made it to intonation music festival on time, someone bought my extra tickets, and had a great time. i was exhausted, but loved it anyway. we eventually made it to becky, stephanie, and alli's apartement where i sucked down two more chapters.
sunday. two more chapters of hp (chapters 5 and 6 for those keeping score). food. intonation. driving. dancing. more (real) driving. sleep sometime early monay morning (2:36ish in the a.m.).
monday. woke up to two more chapters of harry potter then hit the road like it cursed my mother. i did some laundry and eventually made it to barnes and noble where i could read harry potter as much as i wanted to, or at least until they closed. the latter turned out to be what jesus had in store for me, so i reluctantly drove back to the apartment after the clock struck 11pm and was kicked out of the store. my mind was racing with the previous eighteen chapters as sleep took hold of me (or was it the three pills i took before bed?)
tuesday. i didn't want to go to work. i wanted to read. i forced myself to drive to work this morning and process some meaningless loans. what's the point with all that is going on with harry, ron, hermione, et al.? zach was nice enough to let me borrow the book today, seeing as he finished reading last night. so, here i am, sitting at my desk, with nothing to do but write in this stupid blog when i should be reading hp7, except that jk rowling has not written it yet. i have finished hp6 and feel anxious, devastated, betrayed, hurt, and unsatisfied. in other words: best book ever. i think that this is the best book to date by jk, except that there is little action throughout the book. however, there is enough at the end for any harry potter fan. i'm not about to reveal anything here, even though no-one would really care, but i still need to talk to someone about it. alas, i am at work, without zack here to discuss matters. i thought craig had almost finished, but he's only on chapter six or seven. i feel that i need to scream or something because this is killing me. i dont know exactly what is, maybe the fact that __________ really did _____ _____________, or that ______________ truly _____. i still can't believe that, though. it hasn't sunk in, the shock of it all. jk should have taken toby the tuby tuna's advice about killing friends. ___________ definitally grew to be my friend, but the rowling decided it was time for that person's demise. and to think that ______ was the _____ _____ ______. craziness. at first i was suprised and afraid for _____ when he _____ _________, and was even feeling sorry for _______, but now i dont know what to think about anything, especially when ______ made me think he was truly _____. but now i know better. now all bets are off.
glad i got that off my chest, but i'm still not satisfied. i told craig this, but i will say it again: jk rowling should have delayed releasing this book until she had a good start on book seven (like half written or more) so there would not be such a huge gap of time between these two books, kinda like what they did for the last two matrix movies, except that these books are amazing (i am banking on the 7th installment to be equal or greater than previous releases), and the final two matrix movies were not quite so amazing. more like stupefying, if i can use it: they made me feel like they were stupid. and they were.
i hope these next two new-harry-potter-book-free years go by in a flash. i will, of course, be re-reading all the books several times over the next two years, and watching the movies, of course. i just hope i can make it.
friday. i finished harry potter and the order of the pheonix for the fourth or fifth time. i don't remember exacly how many times i have read it. but it was important to finish as harry potter and the half-blood prince was being released that night. i was really excited, yet more jealous because i knew i wouldn't be able to read it for a while. zach, harry, jon, mike, and i went to borders for the release. good times, except that i only got 48 of 50 questions right concerning the first five hp books. i was hoping for a clean 100%. oh well. the story goes on where zach got his book, i got a box, and we set sail for st. louis.
saturday. this is where my jealousy mounted, having to drive and glancing at zach reading the precious. i was trying to see how far he was getting, but at the same time not read the chapter headings or anything becuase that could ruin some stuff. anyhoo, we made it to st. louis around 3:42 am, settled in james' apartment, and i finally had a chance to get my eyeball prints all over hp6. i planned on reading the first chapter, but that wasn't good enought, primarially cause it was a let down: it wasn't a harry potter opening chapter. so i read chapter 2. once done there, i forced myself to put the book down and sleep. it was, after all 4:30 am and i did have to drive to chicago at 6 am.
well, we drove, turned around, and drove some more, all the while zach advanced further along in the book and james and i conversed a bit. we made it to intonation music festival on time, someone bought my extra tickets, and had a great time. i was exhausted, but loved it anyway. we eventually made it to becky, stephanie, and alli's apartement where i sucked down two more chapters.
sunday. two more chapters of hp (chapters 5 and 6 for those keeping score). food. intonation. driving. dancing. more (real) driving. sleep sometime early monay morning (2:36ish in the a.m.).
monday. woke up to two more chapters of harry potter then hit the road like it cursed my mother. i did some laundry and eventually made it to barnes and noble where i could read harry potter as much as i wanted to, or at least until they closed. the latter turned out to be what jesus had in store for me, so i reluctantly drove back to the apartment after the clock struck 11pm and was kicked out of the store. my mind was racing with the previous eighteen chapters as sleep took hold of me (or was it the three pills i took before bed?)
tuesday. i didn't want to go to work. i wanted to read. i forced myself to drive to work this morning and process some meaningless loans. what's the point with all that is going on with harry, ron, hermione, et al.? zach was nice enough to let me borrow the book today, seeing as he finished reading last night. so, here i am, sitting at my desk, with nothing to do but write in this stupid blog when i should be reading hp7, except that jk rowling has not written it yet. i have finished hp6 and feel anxious, devastated, betrayed, hurt, and unsatisfied. in other words: best book ever. i think that this is the best book to date by jk, except that there is little action throughout the book. however, there is enough at the end for any harry potter fan. i'm not about to reveal anything here, even though no-one would really care, but i still need to talk to someone about it. alas, i am at work, without zack here to discuss matters. i thought craig had almost finished, but he's only on chapter six or seven. i feel that i need to scream or something because this is killing me. i dont know exactly what is, maybe the fact that __________ really did _____ _____________, or that ______________ truly _____. i still can't believe that, though. it hasn't sunk in, the shock of it all. jk should have taken toby the tuby tuna's advice about killing friends. ___________ definitally grew to be my friend, but the rowling decided it was time for that person's demise. and to think that ______ was the _____ _____ ______. craziness. at first i was suprised and afraid for _____ when he _____ _________, and was even feeling sorry for _______, but now i dont know what to think about anything, especially when ______ made me think he was truly _____. but now i know better. now all bets are off.
glad i got that off my chest, but i'm still not satisfied. i told craig this, but i will say it again: jk rowling should have delayed releasing this book until she had a good start on book seven (like half written or more) so there would not be such a huge gap of time between these two books, kinda like what they did for the last two matrix movies, except that these books are amazing (i am banking on the 7th installment to be equal or greater than previous releases), and the final two matrix movies were not quite so amazing. more like stupefying, if i can use it: they made me feel like they were stupid. and they were.
i hope these next two new-harry-potter-book-free years go by in a flash. i will, of course, be re-reading all the books several times over the next two years, and watching the movies, of course. i just hope i can make it.
posted by goodbyedearsun at 3:33 PM
2 Comments:
HP6 made me disconserted.
yeah, i had the same feeling after reading the bible.
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