Don't talk to me!
We just got back from the boat. I have not pictures, because I forgot the DAMN camera. Which Grant reminded me of as we watched the Canada geese posing off the back of the boat. "Look!" he said, "The perfect shot!"
"Shut up, bitch" I muttered.
Actually, I never call my husband "bitch", but I think I may start.
I was also grumpy because, unlike all the rest of you, I did not have "Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows" clutched in my vise-like grip. I did not spend the entire day ignoring all that went on around me, as I eagerly perused JKR's prose. I did not. I read...OTHER BOOKS! Yes, really. I managed...well, pretty well. After all, I was hours away from any bookstore and enjoying lovely scenery, warm days and the company of my darling bitch, I mean, husband. However. Even though, I am home again, I am still Potterless. I believe I mentioned this the last time there was a book release: all of my Potter books are the American edition, so I am forced to order from Amazon.com for my copy.Okay, I could drive down to Buffalo the night of the release and get one there, but that obsessed I am not. Besides, Saturday night, I was somewhere on Georgian Bay and driving anywhere was out of the question. So, I ordered it and planned on waiting patiently. At least that was what I did with the last release.
But now I am terrified and immensely jealous. The chances for spoilage are greater every single day. Plus, on Saturday, we took a dinghy ride and passed a boat with 2 adults and a kid. The kid's nose was buried in his very own copy of HP and the DH. He was a good quarter of the way through. Bitch.
See what a terrible person I am becoming?
Anyway, I have made a deal with myself. If my copy has not arrived by Wednesday post, I will hie myself down to Chapters and shell out the bucks for the Canadian version. I refuse to go up to the boat without my own copy and we are heading back up there Wednesday night.
Now I just have to avoid everyone.
"Shut up, bitch" I muttered.
Actually, I never call my husband "bitch", but I think I may start.
I was also grumpy because, unlike all the rest of you, I did not have "Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows" clutched in my vise-like grip. I did not spend the entire day ignoring all that went on around me, as I eagerly perused JKR's prose. I did not. I read...OTHER BOOKS! Yes, really. I managed...well, pretty well. After all, I was hours away from any bookstore and enjoying lovely scenery, warm days and the company of my darling bitch, I mean, husband. However. Even though, I am home again, I am still Potterless. I believe I mentioned this the last time there was a book release: all of my Potter books are the American edition, so I am forced to order from Amazon.com for my copy.Okay, I could drive down to Buffalo the night of the release and get one there, but that obsessed I am not. Besides, Saturday night, I was somewhere on Georgian Bay and driving anywhere was out of the question. So, I ordered it and planned on waiting patiently. At least that was what I did with the last release.
But now I am terrified and immensely jealous. The chances for spoilage are greater every single day. Plus, on Saturday, we took a dinghy ride and passed a boat with 2 adults and a kid. The kid's nose was buried in his very own copy of HP and the DH. He was a good quarter of the way through. Bitch.
See what a terrible person I am becoming?
Anyway, I have made a deal with myself. If my copy has not arrived by Wednesday post, I will hie myself down to Chapters and shell out the bucks for the Canadian version. I refuse to go up to the boat without my own copy and we are heading back up there Wednesday night.
Now I just have to avoid everyone.
posted by allison | 8:23 PM
4 Comments:
And here I was feeling behind because I didn't get mine until Sunday. You made me feel better, at least!
Er, don't be online!! Really. Jim sent me forth to continually check out stuff for spoilers and I finally just said to him, don't go online until you are done.
*nods*
FWIW, I am now the proud owner of 6 American-edition Harry Potter volumes and a Canadian-edition #7. Yes, it looks a bit stubby next to all the American editions. So, yes, I totally understand your desire--I would have preferred to get an American-edition to complete the set.
The upside is that I picked up the book on Saturday morning, and finished it about 5:00 am this (Monday) morning, without getting spoiled. And even then, as Jenn said, I stayed offline altogether from Saturday through finishing the book; didn't read papers or magazines; didn't watch TV; and kept walking around behind Jenn shutting windows in case some loudmouthed reader was out and about in the neighborhood.
I did as Jim did, but without a Jenn to pave a spoiler-free way. I was scared I'd get spoiled at work (many people have kids, and even if my colleagues don't read them, it'd only take a comment like "Little Johnny was crying his eyes out over ____". The buses scared me, and I had forgotten my headphones! With 4 buses in my commute, I was at serious risk, and I was worried about one little rugrat on my second morning bus. I did warn his (gran I think) that if he spoiled me, then so help me, he would be walking the rest of the way. I was joking, but only mostly ;-)
I avoided reading Blogs and Blurties, news and listening to the radio. In case either Virgin or Capital (public, cool radio) mentioned it, I put up with parents/grandparents BBC Radio 2 and the old music, as I doubted they'd spoil me! I put up with a phone in on arthritis, a debate over building on floodplains, and old fogey music, so as not to risk being spoiled (though I had to change in the afternoon).
The things we do, eh?
Helen at work.
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