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Small Hiatus

Sorry, my loyal fans.

With the upcoming arrival of our dear Mr. Potter's last installment, I will be taking an itsy bitsy hiatus. Just a small one though.

Saturday is when the book is released, and I also have a family reunion/graduation party to attend as well--so things will be a little hectic over here.

I will be back on once I finish HP7...so that I can sign on and enjoy the freedom of surfing my favorite sites so that I won't stumble across any spoilers. And I PROMISE that I will not post any spoilers on here until a LONG TIME after the book's been released (aka 6 months to a year). Even then, it wouldn't be to spoil--merely to discuss. Won't that be fun?!?

Well, I will return soon enough...I'm betting on Monday at the earliest.

Comments

SalGal said…
Um, I have a husband and three small boys that are so active, I'm looking into baby valium, and I'm going to have that book finished come 6:00 a.m. (or earlier!) Sunday morning. If you don't finish by then as well... I just don't know how you can consider yourself a true Harry Potter fan.

;-)
alexgirl said…
have a nice hiatus!
I think i'll be too scared to leave my house when HP comes out. The streets will be frantic with HP fans! Woo hoooooo!
I just saw the latest movie. It ROCKED.
SalGal said…
Halfway through.... lalalalala... halfway through... and I only just started at 8:30 this morning...
SalGal said…
It was 7:42 when I finished. Let's talk.
alexgirl said…
did you finish yet? did you finish yet?
Sorry, just bugging you! Hope you had a good weekend.

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