The day after tomorrow is going to be a special day for me. Not only is the new Harry Potter book coming out (you know, the one in which Harry and Draco delare their eternal love), but the Saints are playing Richmond, and I think that if we have a decent win we'll be back in the 8, yay! We're sitting just outside it, at 9, at the moment, and we've got a really great percentage (that means that we've won by a LOT, rather than just a few points), and a good win should see us in :D Hopefully, though, every single club that's in the 8 will LOSE HORRIBLY this weekend. Unless there are two teams in the 8 playing each other. Hmmm. Ok, they can draw :D See, there is a solution to everything.

Just got an email from my boss outlining the Harry Potter day. Funfunfun! Although I'm gonna be tiredtiredtired, because I stupidly agreed to work at Knox from 1 to 9 the day before. Why? WHY? Why did I say yes? Because I am a pussy. So I'll be zombie!Pansy on Saturday. At least it'll help with the nastiness. "Fuck off, kid, I'm busy." *sleeps under counter*

Speaking of those slinky Slytherins, I have found a new fanfiction archive to work my way through for the nest few weeks: http://www.thehexfiles.net/index.php It's nothing but Draco/Harry, and that suits me just fine. I love angstysmutty D/H. Not just angsty, because it gets tedious with no smut, and not just smutty, because it gets far too fluffy. Y'see, it's a fine balance.

Bugger. I was going to catch the train up to the shops today, but it's dark and possibly rainy and cloudy and cold and horrible, so it's more likely that I'll just stay in and not do anything. *sigh* Woe. Oh well, at least I have a bunch of fic to read.

Which I'll get to straight after breakfast :D

--Cheers, Beck