argh

The semester starts on Monday and I. am. SICK. Well, not-quite-sick. You know, the type of sick where you have a dreadful headache and a runny nose but no fever? The kind that makes you want to stay in bed forever even though it's unjustified?

Urgh. I blame the hot weather and my sister's propensity to keep the air-conditioner at full blast even after I tell her it's too cold for me. D:

poetry and harry potter stuff.

Who finds the casting for young!Grindelwald as loltastic as I do? Personally, I'll always be reminded of that scene in Sweeney Todd where he gets beaten up by Snape's Judge Turpin's lackeys over and over again and yet he still sings out to Joanna! *snerk*

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Speaking of our dear evil overlord, I blame the following on elyse24601, who featured the poem in a trilogy of Dumbledore/Grindelwald fics that's very likely part of my personal fanon, now. Go. Read. Them!

( The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock by T.S. Eliot )