Day...Whatever...of OotP: I'm done. Oh sweet tap-dancing Tallest, I'm done. And I haven't cried like that in a long, long time. Well, I haven't CRIED in a long time, but still. I made it through the actual death scene okay, having known it was coming and, I thought, resigning myself to it. But once it got to the scene in Dumbledore's office, and Harry's all-too-real feelings about it, oh gosh. I lost it, several times over. I nearly started crying at WORK today, for crying out loud, reading the last few pages. Good night, I can't even imagine what it's gonna be like when the movie finally comes out!! I won't be able to take it, because I imagine I'll probably love him even more once I see him acted by the wonderful ______________. A moment of silence, for the dearly departed. [sigh]
Silent Hil. Oh how I love thee, let me count the ways. Your eerie atmosphere. Your horrifying creations. Your twisted plot. Your monstrous creatures, which would leave a man a gibbering, mindless shell. Michael spent a good two hours or so showing us as many extras in the game as he could, up past the hospital. TWAS FUN. _______ EMuck RAWKS, yo.
OMG, Bryan just showed us the GREATEST AIRLINE EVER!!! I should have no problem saving up the money to go see Bridgie for Halloween OMG!!!! YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY!!! [dies of joy]