Until the very end.

I just finished Deathly Hallows Part II. It was wonderful, I could ask for more. I was very please with what the did with it. I find myself completely heartbroken. The series has ended. There are no more books to wait for and stay up all night reading. No more movies to wait with batted breath for month. I have grown up with these books. I feel like I have lost a family member for god sakes. It's an open wound, that nothing can staunch. If I had Pottermore to fall back on maybe I wouldn't feel quite so off kilter. I am going to miss the feeling of having those books in my hands for the very first time. No other series of books has come close to that. The Lord of The Rings movies come as close as possible but Harry Potter has been in my life far longer than LOTR no matter how obsessed I was with them. I miss the whole experience more than I can say. It feels as though all the magic has been sucked from the room. I look forward when I finish processing the fangirl emotional roller coaster.

too right.

This would be funny, if it wasn't so damn true

Love it

George Harrison

I watched Martin Scorcese's George Harrison: Living in the Matrieal World.

It was lovely. I completley forgot how much I adore George.

I am endlessly glad that he exsited and endlessly sad that he is gone.

I hope that I can go out with as much peace in my heart and soul as he did.

I wish I could have met him.

French Milk

Just finished this. It's a comic about the 6 weeks Lucy Kingsley spent with her mother in Paris in 2007. They went for her 22nd birthday and her mother's 5oth. It's adorable and wonderful. I completetly and utter enjoyed it and I highly reccomend.

I ♥ Cameron Frye