HP6... and some cat pictures to distract me from HP6
This afternoon I was determined to finish Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince. About 40 pages from the end, amidst my sobbing and the climax of the action,

Bishop decided it was time to demonstrate his marvelous cat instincts. He climbed on my chest and curled up, half-leaning on the book and very effectively keeping me from finishing the page I was on. Not only that, but he didn't just sit there for a minute or two, he decided to fall asleep. I was giggling over his sheer cat-ness so much that I didn't really mind. After a bit, he moved so that he was stretched out on my chest with his head against the back of the couch, and slept there for the whole rest of the book (despite my boo-hooing and laughing and page-turning).
As for the book itself: whoa. It's enjoyable as always, but a bit like watching a train wreck... and I'm DYING to read volume 7. I had to call Kim (who finished it on Friday) so we could discuss it extensively. The saddest part is, there's only one more book and then it's over! Now I can pass book 6 on to my mom, who's been waiting fairly patiently. :)
And now, to distract myself from thinking about it and getting all teary again, some other cat pictures:

What's that in the washer, Bishop?

Ripley's found a new favorite hangout.
It's back to work tomorrow, but the trailers are finally gone! Woohoooooo! :D Hopefully I will be somewhat less stressed this week.

Bishop decided it was time to demonstrate his marvelous cat instincts. He climbed on my chest and curled up, half-leaning on the book and very effectively keeping me from finishing the page I was on. Not only that, but he didn't just sit there for a minute or two, he decided to fall asleep. I was giggling over his sheer cat-ness so much that I didn't really mind. After a bit, he moved so that he was stretched out on my chest with his head against the back of the couch, and slept there for the whole rest of the book (despite my boo-hooing and laughing and page-turning).
As for the book itself: whoa. It's enjoyable as always, but a bit like watching a train wreck... and I'm DYING to read volume 7. I had to call Kim (who finished it on Friday) so we could discuss it extensively. The saddest part is, there's only one more book and then it's over! Now I can pass book 6 on to my mom, who's been waiting fairly patiently. :)
And now, to distract myself from thinking about it and getting all teary again, some other cat pictures:

What's that in the washer, Bishop?

Ripley's found a new favorite hangout.
It's back to work tomorrow, but the trailers are finally gone! Woohoooooo! :D Hopefully I will be somewhat less stressed this week.















