This turned out to be an ode to Harry Potter...oh well...

Ohisashiburi dana? Meaning (or at least I hope) "It's been a long while, hasn't it?"

So, I totally abandoned this blog again but I am going to offer no apologies for two reasons:

1) If I apologize every time I fail to write on this blog, this will turn out to be a collection of long winded 'sorry's instead of being a collection of...what? Hmm, looks like I'm still undecided on what this is after all...

2) I honestly doubt someone aside from my sister (Hi Steph) is reading these, so since I have no specific audience, the apology would fall on deaf ears. (I'm not calling you deaf Steph, not right now.)

Now that that is out of the way, I guess I'll write a summary of what I've been up to.

I finished work one week ago so I've basically been enjoying sleeping my mornings away since then. I will be trying to go back to the usual routine of waking up before eight now though. Not because I have anything to do after eight, just because I start University again next week so better get used to it soon.

I've been re-reading Harry Potter lately because I realized I must have read the last two (or three) books only once (the horror!) and I had never read the whole series in a row. Right now I've just started the seventh (last) book of the series and at first it was fun, noticing certain things that I knew would come up in later books (like the vanishing cabinet at Hogwarts which was so important in book six. It actually shows up in the second book and we find out it was Nearly Headless Nick who broke it) or just noticing elements of foreshadowing I had refused to pay attention to the first time I read them (like in book five, when Harry mentions the awful feeling he got when he said goodbye to his godfather. Second time around, you now that that is because next time they meet...next time...oh screw it. The ones who read the book know what I'm talking about.)

Anyways, like I said, at first it was fun, probably more fun the first time I read them, but now it's just getting depressing. Every time a character I like who I know is going to die, shows up, I get a bit distracted. I honestly think this is the first series which made me like characters so much, so much that I actually care about their fictional deaths. It is probably because I ended up growing with them, first through the books, then through the movies. I will most probably never experience this kind of thing this strongly again, but it is nice to know I had the chance.