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tripperfunster, YOU ARE A WANTON FILTY HOOOOR.

I made the mistake of clicking on that Harry Potter in da Hood link and THE DAMN THING WILL NOT STOP REPEATING IN MY BRAIN.

So apparently honeymooning and letting me run the office wasn't enough, since tonight my boss and his wife (also my coworker) had to leave our evening event early and I had to wrap it up alone. Okay, their dog was sick, and I can forgive them that. And if nothing else, getting thrown on the tracks is teaching me to grow more of a spine instead of whining and simpering until someone takes pity on my plight.

It's just...kind of weird sitting in a room full of CEOs and wanting to bust out with "Don't call me Harry Potter, 'cause my name is H. Piddy."

And back when I worked at Halloween USA, we totally sold those naughty Gryffindor costumes. Vastly uncomfortable.

...that guy is actually kind of attractive. God, this is kind of unhelpful.