seralonde

Last night I stood in line for the Harry Potter book. I drove past two bookstores on my way to the mall's bookstore and cringed. The parking lots were packed beyond belief and the lines were out the door. It made me not want to go. However, when we got there, the parking lot of the mall entrance next to the bookstore only had one or two cars in it. I thought to myself man, maybe I'm in the wrong place. I park and walk up to the sidewalk and there's a sign with balloons on it advertising the book. Okay, so I'm in the right place. I walk further up the alleyway where the entrance is and there are a few people there. So I'm definitely (I think) in the right place. About 10 minutes later people started showing up. I'd say overall, there were maybe 75 people total, I was third in line to purchase the book. It rocked! I was so worried I'd have to deal with this long ass line and be there all dang night. When we left, the lines were still really long at the other two bookstores. I just laughed. So now I have the book and I don't feel like reading it. I think it's because my interest in the last book was minimal. I don't even remember it. So I decided I'm going to start at the beginning again. In the meantime I guess Robert can read this one.

I've had a rather unproductive day today. I am bored out of my mind and there is nothing on TV. I had an inkling to go shopping, but I don't want to spend my money before I go to Boston. I can't wait to go. I get to see family I haven't seen in at least seven years and I get to meet a really good online friend. I'm getting way anxious. Anyway, I dunno what I'm going to do today. I hate dragging the boys off to do things they don't want to do. :(