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Harry ate my weekend. Damn him and his sexy new persona. At least I got to squeeze in a Sunday excursion with The Fabulous Nancy (see my previous entry).

Saturday was almost totally taken up with HP. I'd been up all night reading and caught a few quick naps in between marathon online sessions during which I posted to LJ, chatted on YM and generally talked people down from the treetops.

I'm not sure I'll be posting any more canon-related thoughts and/or analyses. I've never been much for analyzing canon. I may, in a week or so, post a long essay about exactly how and why Hermione was not mischaracterized or OOC in HBP. This is my current pet peeve. I'm sure it'll pass, though.

Anyway...moving right along.

I did get to watch both Six Feet Under and Queer as Folk last night (I don't often post about either but I am a loyal viewer of both). I'm actually finding SFU pretty boring this season. Yawn. I'm so sick of Brenda searching for dysfunction and when she doesn't find it, of her creating some. I'm sick of Rico's marital problems. I'm sick of David and Keith's parental angst (although Durrell's school show was adorable, and his pleasure that they came was great). At the moment the only thing I really find interesting is Claire's journey into corporate America. Yeah, baby. It is great that in the last two weeks they've shown off the vocal talents of both Lauren Ambrose and Michael C. Hall (who's a longtime Broadway vet...he played Billy Flynn for awhile, IIRC).

Now, QaF, on the other hand...Holy cow, that was unexpected last night. I cannot believe they actually let Brian tell Justin the he loved him. And across the world a million Brian/Justin shippers went into hormonal overload. Michael will be fine...but I only say that because I think something's wrong with Emmett. I think he was hurt in a way that he either doesn't realize or doesn't want to admit. I think Michael will pull through but Emmett will suddenly drop dead with an injury that no one knew he had. And Deb, I think this did happen for a reason...in the usual oversimplified QaF way, the bombing will serve to defeat Prop 14 in some way by making the anti-gay people so unpalatably horrible that no one will vote for it. My prediction, folks. You heard it here first.

Man, I'm tired. I slept quite late on Sunday to get over the fact that I hadn't slept at all on Friday and only in brief chunks on Saturday, so I was up kind of late...and then when I was about to fall asleep, received a phone call from the illustrious Cassandra Claire (who says hello and who loves the book, btw) because she thought I'd just called HER when in fact I'd called her on FRIDAY. Apparently her phone was storing my number for surprise delivery at a later time. WTF?

So now I'm going to attempt to resume my normal life. I have a bit of post-book letdown. It's helped along by the fact that we're getting lots of good GoF tidbits. And I've uncovered something about my own fanfic that I didn't even know and it's spurring me along on chapter 13 of HWTF.