Movie Magic??

I went to see the 5th installment of that movie the kids are all talking about, Harry Potter and the Wizard of Id, or something or other, I forget. Anyway, I never cared about seeing the movies and then when I saw the first one, it was like that little punk wizard had cast some sort of creepy spell on me. I loved them! Prisoner of Azkaban? Tell me more, Harry Potter!

So, I went to a preview before the preview. I couldn't bear to go to the one with all of those middle aged people running around with witches hats and the kids carrying stuffed owls under their arms and waving Fisher Price magic wands around trying to do the Expectum Patronus spell on the wide-eyed pimpley faced kid behind the candy counter. Evidently, Clearisil has the counter-spell. I didn't want to have to wade through them with their stares and whispers of, "She's a muggle," I am a muggle and I'm proud of it, okay. I've come to terms. It has been a long road full of attempts at purchasing black market wolfbane, only to have it blow up in my face, literally. I can't talk about it anymore....I have to go paint a lightning scar on my forehead, I'm going to Wal-Mart...