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In Which I Lose My Innocence


So I found a copy at Larisa's house, and she let me borrow it.

And, um...yeah.

My eyes rolled so much that I'm still dizzy.

To paraphrase our president-elect:  You can put lipstick on a pig, and it's still a pig.  You can put strawberry-scented shampoo and sparkles on a steaming cow patty, and it's still a steaming cow patty.

Of course I need to read the next one now.  


I don't know, if it were really good and I wasn't reading it because everyone else was, then maybe there'd be a problem. But I don't see an issue with not reading it because it's complete crap that everyone else is reading.

Oh, I understand that. I meant that my own curiosity was more overwhelming than I was willing to admit, but I was ignoring it in order to not be part of the crowd.

However, having read it, I find little to discuss. Amusing, yes, but not worthy of too much of my time and attention online or offline.
Don't lie, you know you want to spend the next 14 hours writing fanfic and designing anti-Twilight websites and photoshopping images of Robert Whatshisface.

But seriously, that's cool that you gave them a whirl. I really don't care what people read (except when they front about why they're reading it), I was just giving you a hard time. :)
Hmph. I'm still far too busy with my 1000 page epic that will fix all of the things that Rowling got wrong in Deathly Hallows.