Sorry, the frustration is too much. If I stay at Six Flags, someone will die. Someone besides me.
Internet was out for two fucking days. And it's still not working properly.
Father is having oral surgery tomorrow, so I get off work to drive him there and back. Haha. General anesthetic.
Started OotP. Reluctantly. Out of boredom and pizza. Hating it. Hating Sirius with a passion. Adoring Harry, who is finally acting like a human being. NOW WHERE IS MY SUDDEN INFLUX OF REMUS/HARRY FANFICTION? Oy. Don't drag me back into the fandom, please, please, please. Stupid book.