So, I've just sold 387gazillion copies of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows. I held them in my hands and I passed them onto screaming (some of them literally... like actual piercing shrieks of joy that left us with not-literally bleeding ears) fans with a smile. I wore a Slytherin patch on my shirt and a green tie, though I'm really not actually a Slytherin in any way whatsoever, but whatevs. Is what I had. :)
Now I go die. I mean sleep.
And tomorrow? Sell another 387gazillion. Yeeee.
Meanwhile, enjoy potterpotterpotter one more time. You know it makes you smile.