For all my talk about Great Literature (I did, after all, just finish A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius–more on that later) I have a dirty secret.

Harry Potter.

Yes, I admit it! I have been psyched for Deathly Hallows for ages–almost since I finished book 6. I have been even more psyched for the book since I saw Order of the Phoenix in theaters last week.

And I’m going on vacation the day the book comes out. I can only hope my landlord will be there to accept the package, so I can dig into the book when I return; otherwise I may have to wait until Monday or Tuesday to start reading (the horror!)

This is a Very Serious Issue for me. Not many books get me this crazed. So in a sense, it’s better that it’s going to be over soon.

Just thought everyone should know why I’ll be biting my nails/twitching uncontrollably/possibly even chewing my arm off, if necessary this weekend.