HP:OotP (No spoilers)

The UBookstore party was pretty tame - kids here and there, and little nifty Potter-y bits. Lucy and I got stickers and hid in the Sci-Fi section before we descended on the food, and then waited five minutes for the lines to die down after the opening drumroll before getting our copies. The Bookstore had a good policy - they were ringing up receipts from eleven until midnight, and then at midnight with the receipt you could pick up your copy at one of three designated hand-out spots and zoom off to the nearest IHOP to start devouring it over chicken strips and fries. Cut down on the frustration and lines quite a bit. (Well, I harped, but mostly for the pleasure of griping.)

So. Um, I'm done now. Been discouraging the cats from snuggling up to me and the book since we got home. I really love Rowling for making her characters human and fallible. Adore her, really. She hasn't wedged out Flint or Austen, but she's working on it.