Actually, it should be "cursed BarnesandNobel.com". They managed to send my order for the last HP book to the shipping warehouse after I moved but before I noticed they'd frozen the option to change the shipping address.

Since UPS tends to just leave packages on doorsteps, especially BN packages, I'm guessing I just spent money on a present for the unknown new tenant.

And I don't even really think I have the spare cash to buy another copy. Jeez, watch me wank here.

I need some free air, maybe.

I am so pleased with this season of The 4400 so far! The writing is good, the moral ambiguity is getting more ambiguous (even though we all saw the internment camps coming, I mean come on!), and there seems to be a real plan behind the story. I love feeling like the show I'm fangirling over is actually *going* somewhere.

I need 4400 icons.

Staying with today's theme of "crazy", here's a dissection of Harry Potter fandom crazies for your perusal.

Yanked from musesfool 'cause it was too scary not to share.

I am amazed. I keep thinking "these people *must* be joking". I've progressed (regressed?) to "I sure *hope* they're joking".

This was written for worldstage_fic, and is cross-posted there.

Title: A Quiet Tempest
Beta: The lovely diachrony
Warning: This is set at the end of Half-Blood Prince. Not that I'm giving away much.

A/N: I used the First Folio version of the quote, because I have a theatre degree that focused on classical theatre. I am a pretentious asshole!!!

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Comments are, as always, welcome. Even if they make me cringe.