ok, i might have talked cole into spending his birthday gift cards to barnes and noble on the new harry potter book so i could read it. and i finished it tonight. cole and i have been racing. i won, of course. i mean, was there ever any doubt?

so, just so you know…i loved it. i feel great about all the different developments…don’t worry i’m not going to spoil it or anything. but after the first chapter, i thought… oh no, it’s going to be like those new action/adventure movies….lots of blood and violence and pretty much everyone is dead at the end except for maybe one main character, and sometimes he dies too. and who cares because you don’t really like him anyway. you’re more sad about all those side people getting hit just for the heck of it. i hate these movies. people dying in every single take. no suspense or character development. just blood baths.

anyway, i was very afraid that the last harry potter would be this way. no real story, just one long blood bath, interspersed with disturbing torture scenes. but there was story, good story, not that there wasn’t blood shed but there is meaning in it. ok, that’s all i’m going to say. and now i can’t wait for cole to finish so we can talk about it. at the moment, he and i are the only h.p. readers at the chino house…which is ok with me b/c i’ll reread with the next interested chino, since i’ve already forgotten all the details.

“cole, who is kingsley again? oh, and how about mundungus…which one was he???” thank goodness for his 10 year old storage compartment for knowledge. i’m cramming his with whatever i possibly can because there isn’t much room left in mine.