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I couldn't get Hot Sauce interested in the Harry Potter hang out 'till 12am and get 40% off on your book thing. He sweetly told me, "Mom, I don't give a crap about Harry effin' Potter". So then I told him I was going to go anyway and take him with me and then I was going to pretend he was the huge Potter fan instead of me. I'd tell all the moms there stories about his Potter obsession Oh! You should see him running around the house waving a chopstick in the air and pretending to cast spells! You know, he even tried to talk me into perming that straight hair of his so it would look more like Harry Potter's!" He thought I was hilarious and has spent the past month asking what other lies I plan to tell about him- but he still doesn't give a crap about Harry effin' Potter. So I'm not going. Especially since they were all out of the cheaper books when I called today, too late to reserve my copy for tonight. But then she said there would be plenty on Saturday. Meaning they have enough books, but I don't get the discount. So fuck them. I'll get mine somewhere else and I won't be tired tomorrow and I don't care that all of ya'll will know who the effin' half blood prince is before I will. It's for the best because I have this Planned Parenthood volunteer training thing tomorrow. I wonder how many of the other volunteers will have Harry Potter hangovers?