January 20th, 2011


Come on, come on, don't leave me like this

The Time After, Day 2: Still sickly and miserable. You would think this is in no way comparable to Remus and Tonks, who were actual tragedy and took away my ability to eat for like 3 days after Deathly Hallows, but somehow it feels like that. Soon I will be like the Hyperbole and a Half dog, too morose to walk and just flopping my way around the house like a dying fish. 

I would have backdated this, but I felt it was really important to acknowledge the similarities between myself and the hilariously overwrought helper dog. What follows should be ignored.

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