Daniel Radcliffe turns 18 today. Yahoo. How would you like to be the richest kid in England? And know how the character you originated is going to die/live? Sort of surreal, if you ask me.
And I only post this because the post I made three years ago about him turning 15 broke my site for a little bit, because I was silly when I started out here…
It was fun talking about HP when I got to work this morning. Nice to know I’m not alone in my like of the boy wizard.

So after speed-reading HP 7, I slept for two and a half hours then dragged my butt to the emissions station so I could get the new car tested, then it was off to the DMV (glad I had a backup DMV to visit, because the first one, which used to be a huge office, has been downgraded to a contract station and only open the 1st and last Saturdays of the month…) to pay the title fee and sales tax. Which was not fun for my wallet, let me tell you. And the annoying thing? I could have slept in an hour more and not gotten the emissions test, because the lady didn’t even look at it until I mentioned that my (transferred) plates expire in October, and she said I would have to come back in for that. I bet she still could have renewed them then (you can renew three months in advance) but she said she couldn’t. As long as I go back before the tests expire, I’ll be okay, but there’s no way I’m paying for them again. Silly DMV.
Then I spent the rest of the day on my parents’ couch, not quite sleeping, but certainly being very sedentary.
I read the end of HP 7 again yesterday 😉