That's right, baby! Only 3 days to go!

There's Today
There's Thursday
There's Friday

And then there's Harry Potter day! Yah!

Can you handle it? If I can offer up a little advice, you should probably just take it one breath at a time. And then... after only about 60,000* breaths or so Deathly Hallows will be in your eager hands.

Me? I've got about 200 pages left now in Half-Blood Prince. Can I tell you that I have a love/hate relationship with the way Ms. Rowling writes ALL her books? On the one hand, I love the mystery of it all. I love how we never know what's going on behind the scenes until Harry, Ron, and Hermione know. It's like, we aren't readers, we're wizards-in-training, right there with them every step of the way. When Harry gets under his invisibility cloak, our hearts beat just as fast. When Hermione and Ron start slinging hurtful insults at each other because they can't deal with how they really feel, we want to step in and show them how dumb they are being. We ride the broomsticks, too. Don't we?

And yet... I absolutely cannot stand the fact that I have no idea what the heck is going on! What's Snape really up to? What's Malfoy been doing this whole time? Why is Dumbledore's hand burned? When is the next Voldemort encounter going to jump out at me and scare me to death? I can't take it! I need to know! Turn the page! Turn the page! Turn the page!!!

I gotta go. I'm taking this thing way too seriously. (Or not seriously enough??)

 *Totally a made up number. What do I look like, a Doctor?