Lost in Empty Pillow Talk

Above, my pristine copy of Goblet of Fire that I bought a few years ago.

Below, my original copy of Goblet of Fire that I waited in line for when I was 9 years old and stayed up all night reading. And read countless times since then in all sorts of different situations and locations until it ended up looking like this. (We all know how long the wait between GOF and OOTP was!)

Okay, I’ll admit it. Despite my stellar grades and seemingly organized life (which is all a workplace illusion, by the way), I am quite the procrastinator. I’m not too proud to admit it. I can procrastinate like it’s my job. I’m not as bad as some people, I suppose. I’ve had plenty of classmates who were regular customers of all-nighters at the library. Classmates who were still working on an…

I honestly have yet to be impressed by life beyond school. Yes, yes, I know what you’re probably thinking. Doesn’t that sound crazy? Sure. Is that normal? Probably not. Is it sadly true? Absolutely. I mean, life without classes and homework and overpriced textbooks was fun…for about two weeks. Now I’m tip-toeing beyond the one month mark and realizing more and more how much I’m going to miss the…