i'm rereading all seven harry potter books in one big harry potter marathon - shooting for finishing inside of ten days. i think in honor of halloween. i stay up late every evening reading them and if i wake up around 4 a.m. (which i often do), i read some more then. but i think it's affecting my brain. i had the strangest dream that husband fell into the fireplace, but tumbled himself out of it, unharmed, on the other side. that has to be harry potter-induced, what with floo powder and transport via fireplaces and all. but it was the kind of dream where you wake up heart pounding, with a dull headache. not a pleasant way to start the day, i must admit. on the bright side, the day can only get better from here...
need a cup of tea. now where's my wand?
