Thursday, July 3, 2008

The Deathly Hallows

The problem with Harry and me is this: I like to take him in in largish incraments (of about 500 or so pages) which basically lends me to a day zipping around Britain with no time for Utah- you know, for the real life stuff... My attatchment to good fiction is startling in retrospect, but I still justify it as healthy.

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