So, Harry Potter is out. This feisty teenager with a lightning bolt scar has returned once more, not to entice and enchant readers with magic, wits and perhaps a little romance, but to give Lady Rowling a lot a lot of money.

But that doesn't mean it's bad. On the contrary, I find it's good reading for all. I just don't get the phenomenon.

So I was in costume the whole day. A whole day of turban-wearing, spell-inducing, heat producing good fun. And I sell books as well. I'll get pics soon. But it was great fun, and spent nice quality time with my colleagues.

Gandalf was there as well. He and me, we were promoting The Hobbit rather than Potter stuff. So we're rebels.

And there's a HUGE spoiler on page 500 something or rather. Was very enjoyable telling people what happened. If you ignore the dirty looks.

For now... I sleep... Madame Night calls me.

Phew, I just spent 3 hours typing my story. It's called 'Collateral' and it's found here! Do read it and review if you have time thanks!

Also, my PS2 is back! Hooray for me!!! Hooray! Hooray!!! :D

So tired.. and i dun even noe why :(
Maybe it's becos I watch too many movies... maaaaybe

It's funny how you think you have a flair for word-making, phrase-uttering and complete control over the dreaming realm, until you find somebody else's work that simply blows you to bits. I've realised my stuff is nothing compared to the greats, or the almost-greats, or even the semi-greats. I'm mediocre at best, unintelligible at times. That's just life. i'll probably have to work on the vocab, twirl those grammars and practice my 'Ths'.. it's sad.

Realised I am not very suited for the telephone consultant field. No, I can give counsel, but it's whether the counsel is suited for all the suicidees that scares me.

Suicide dumbass: I er... wanna kill myself.
Me: Is that right? Ok pls hold...

Suicide dumbass: I wanna jump off a building.
Me: That's not good! Don't do that!
Suicide dumbass: I shouldn't kill myself?
Me: No! Well... don't jump off, it's messy! What if you don't die? You could be paralysed!

Suicide dumbass: I'm thinking of cutting my wrists.
Me: YOU WUSS!!!! If you wanna die, stab yourself many many times you loser!

Suicide dumbass: I wanna kill myself.
Me: Don't do that. Do you know how much money it would take to get the police around, ambulance team and to bloody bury you? No... do me a favour, do society a favour and burn yourself. Cremate yourself! Becomes ashes! You're going to hell anywaes, so might as well feel it before-hand. Plus, it's easier to clean up and doesn't cost as much.

As you can see, I've thought this through. Pray that I don't enter the consultancy field, or we would have many more dead people. Or less. Depending on how they take my advice.

Btw, Escaflowne music rocks.

That said, i'm off to watch porn, or sleep... whichever comes first.