SO. Yesterday, I babysat the childrens while watching television. We watched like 5 movies in the span of 2 hours. That's just how we do. During one commercial break, the HP preview came on and HOLY JESUS BALLS OF STEEL, I started tearing up. No joke. And then I was doing this weird super inhalation of DOOM where I wasn't even catching any air near the end.
OH GOD IT WAS PURE JOY. Twas the first moment I experienced near-religious excitement for this HP movie.
Also, I caught my cat sniffing flip-flops. Something is wrong with my feline, yo.
I guess she was trying to nap or something and she laid down right on the goddamn flip-flops OR my sister went and stuck 'em under her nose. EITHER WAY, there is something wrong with my cat.
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