Well, I'm finally back from Edinburgh where I spent the last (absolutely fantastic) week. I saw Wild Target, ate twice at the cafe where Harry Potter began, RANDOMLY ran into my favourite musician at an art college, and drank some of the best mocha I've ever had. I watched the UK's version of reality TV during the few short dark hours of the night ( Read more... )

It was looking grim for me and Infinitus. Then I got a little carried away this morning plotting how I was going to convince my best friend to go with me (he thinks it's too expensive... we went to Azkatraz last year and had a lot of fun though, so I figured I could twist his arm again). Now... I think we have finally settled on a plan that he is ( Read more... )

So why have I felt, all day today, like the Harry Potter theme park in Orlando is already open?? It's like I had a dream about it, woke up in a cold sweat and mumbled "Wizarding World...", then fell back to sleep and forgot about it until a few hours after I woke up for real for the day and showered...

I know the grand opening isn't until the middle ( Read more... )