The one good thing about not being in London? I didn't have to stay up really late, refreshing the Pottermore page in order to gain early access to the site. I only had to rape the F5 button while I had my afternoon tea.
OH YEH, HOW JEALOUS ARE YOU ALL RIGHT NOW? CAN YOU TELL HOW HYSTERICALLY EXCITED I AM RIGHT NOW??
Leave me alone. Right now, in my Post-Harry Potter and Post-London depression, I'm basically going to cling to anything that remotely resembles a lightning scar.
I should be sleeping because my first day of work is tomorrow. I will be bringing my new baby along with me. Work bought him for me, but I got to choose him. Nicolas, meet Livejournal. Let's all be friendly.
I name all my babies laptops after designers, Nicolas has been named after Nicolas Ghesquiere, the creative director of Balenciaga, and Nicolas Kirkwood, my favourite shoe designer.
I'd feel a whole lot more confident about tomorrow if I had my entire work closet to work with. As it is, most of it is still in Singapore, so I'm left with two skirts and two summer shirts. Greatttt..