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I finished Harry Potter -- The Deathly Hallows at about 1 p.m. my time, as did Nick. We read a chapter then talked on the phone about it from about halfway on. So much fun!

So many thoughts, so many comments--but I am not saying a word here. Just gonna enjoy everyone else's. But I liked it. I laughed, I cried, I gasped (and I do hate gasping--really), I shivered, sniffled, shook, moaned, groaned grinned sighed...and cried some more.

Damn, J.K. Rowling is good.

I am hungry. Gonna go eat.


Carolyn

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Ever just really feel angry at and tired of people? Of their demands and wants and whines? And no, no one reading this qualifies. I promise.

I am just tired of lots of things.

And I wish my puppy was housebroken already. He was BAD today. Bad bad bad.

I feel like going on mental hiatus, to clear my head, refocus on me for awhile. I'm losing touch with myself and I don't like it.

C