jlh | A day of no particular significance

I fucking hate American football. The NFL, in its lack of wisdom, saw fit to have a season opening party this afternoon in Times Square. It was a pain in my fucking ass. Morons.

However, did see Tom Green in the Starbucks at 51st and Broadway.

Got my Vanity Fair today. Why, exactly, did they dress up Madonna like some dominitrix WAC? Anyway, to the HP. Three pics: one of Harry and Lockhart, one of the trio and Sprout with a Mandrake, and one of Harry, Ron and Colin visiting a petrified Hermione, with Pomfrey sitting nearby. Not even any Draco, much less my boys. (Not that I thought my boys would be there, but where there's life . . . )

Got fuck-all done at work today. Couldn't concentrate on the doc I was supposed to be writing, so I reviewed

misscora's Friendship, Loyalty and Love like a good girl. I had read it, but I was naughty and didn't review at the time.

Waves to

amandageist and

sheryll. So splendid to meet you both. And, am sorry that I did not say at the time that the impromptu Schoolhouse Rock serenade was, indeed, a duet. ::bows to

amandageist::

Am very much looking forward to the weekend. Will be in town, will clean apartment, will cook food, will sleep, will read. Will, in general, slow down.