Odd Ways to Kill Me. And More.

Mood: introspective
Music: Badly Drawn Boy - Something to Talk About

I was just thinking. If I ever got on the bad side of an insane person, I'd probably be pretty easy to finish off. And they wouldn't even have to be especially murderous about it. They could, in fact, be completely blasé about it and get the job done without a hitch.

For example. If someone were to poison a guitar pic, I'd be done for. And I don't even play guitar. Unbeknownst to my brother, the pics he leaves hanging around the computer always end up getting chewed on by me. I know, I'm gross. It's a filthy subconcious habbit of mine, which I have no control over-- I swear!
Of course, anyone who knows me is probably scoffing at the idea right now because, why go to the trouble of poisoning a guitar pic when they could so easily poison just about any consumable item in my house and I'd eventually ingest it? They could go to the store and poison a single Wunderbar at random and odds are I'd get to that, too.
My point is that they needn't have to resort to using the obvious choice of edibles when a miniscule piece of plastic could just as easily spell my doom. And they come off looking all the more clever.

Mmhmm.

Anyways. I finished the latest instalation in the Harry Potter series. And I'll have to say, though it never came close to paining me in the ways that Lord of the Rings did, I wasn't immensly impressed.

And I'm not going to be a bitch and completely spoil it for anyone, but if you are planning to read it and would hold contempt towards me having partially-spoiled it for you, I suggest you don't read any further. Because drop me a beat, yo, it's rant time!

Firstly, I feel it spent way too much time and energy concentrating on who was "snogging" whom - which, I'll admit is perfectly tailored to an audience of 14-year-olds - but when you've "been there and done that" it's not as exciting as one might hope. Actually, it's a little dull after a while.

Also (and I guess secondly) - what the crap was up with Malfoy? He spent a bloody year in the Room of Requirement - for what??? I was sure he was doing something really cool like breeding an army of zombies, but NOOOO!! He spent a year...
...Fixing a wardrobe. (How exhilarating.)
When [the guy] that [did the thingie] resided in the castle all along. Eesh!

But kudos, because I (along with, I'm thinking, everyone else) was completely mislead about who the Half-Blood Prince was. 'Twas a nice little surprise.

_Fin_