8 Days to Happiness

...8 days until the release of J.K. Rowlings 6th masterpiece, Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince.

I cannot tell you how excited I am. wow. I cant wait. Someone calm me down. Please. I beg you.

In reality, I realized today that really this is all Im looking forward to in my immediate future. Though I am not quite as geekafied as I was when The Order of the Phoenix came out a few summers ago, this is one thing that I can lose myself in every time. I wouldn't mind getting lost for a while in something that makes me happy and permeates my brain for days on end. That's how these books are. If you haven't read them, I urge you to give it a whirl...its not joining the masses, its an experience that you're missing out on. Not to mention an entirely new language full of fun to say words! Check it out fans! (click on HP Pronunciation Guide on left bar).

I got a very excited email from Kevin a couple days ago titled "10 Days! Woo hoo!". I'd been so wrapped up in myself, I'd forgotten. I've pushed so much down, and sadly, HP was one of those things! His email and enthusiasm, in light of this year, made me miss him, as that was something we celebrated together with utterly open nerdiness. Two copies would arrive on the day it came out and he was insanely overzealous in tracking the prepaid order from Amazon. I knew when I got home there would be two copies (he wasn't feeling the whole 'sharing thing') for us to get started on that night. It was the one thing he made time for, made arrangements for. It took me what felt like centuries to even get him to pick up The Sorcerers Stone, but once he did, from that point forward, we shared an alarming case of Harry-mania.

Because Im a much slower reader and didn't have the time or energy to stay up all hours of the night reading, we often found that we would have to separate for days at a time as to not ruin it for one another. If I wasn't reading and he was, Id hear noises from the other room...gasps, girlish squeals, and the occasional, "Oh my gawd, no WAY!" which would make me run into the room and beg, "What?!" and he would change his entire demeanor to unimpressed, and say, "Nothing...I cant tell you. I'm sorry." haha Tease! Of course I'd have killed him if he'd told me and ruined it, but I'd still ask. When I was reading and he wasn't (mainly due to the fact he was finished), he would hear my reactions from upstairs and would run to the top of the stairs and yell, "What part are you on?!" and I would tell him. Every time, it was met with, "Ohhhhh...hmmm. Keep reeeeeading!!!" in this sing-songy taunt telling me that I was about to hit a major shocker. That just the thing with the Harry Potter books...there's always a shocker in every chapter. These books are page turners. Every one of them.

So get ready everyone to see the image above, everywhere you go; grocery stores, doctors offices, pools, camps, offices, restaurants, etc. You're going to see people with their noses buried in the Half-Blood Prince (that sounded weird eh?). Undoubtedly...if you stick around, you're bound to hear a few inflections..."Whoooaaaaaaa..." Some will snap back into reality, some will not. Hopefully I won't.

So count me in as one of the "unreachables" come July 16th (that's 8 days from now, if you werent picking up on the whole "title thing"). After that weekend though, I will have to come back into my real life where I do NOT, in fact have magical powers; I'm not an honour witch at Hogwarts; I dont play Quidditch for Griffindor; Harry, Hermione and Ron are NOT my best friends, but thankfully...I dont live with the Dursleys and it's ok that I don't know the Expecto Patronum spell to keep the Dementors out of my bedroom. whew...

As for my current stupor you're all in objection to: Though it will be hard, I will try and stay up on the blogging, friends. That'll be my contribution to society in lieu of answering the phone, the door or your emails. Ha. Try to love me anyway?