Mood: Not working

Not trying to sound pushy or anything, but you really need to get Harry Potter book seven out now so I can get on with my life. It is getting to the point where I can no longer function. With an avid HP crazed sister who daily provokes HP discussions and musings, combined with me already having an overactive imagination on steroids, I’m not getting anything done at work and have several times almost missed my bus stop because my mind is simply overrun with the palpable excitement for Deathly Hallows, and there is just not enough room in my brain for both that as well as day-to-day running of my life for the next four and half months.

Seriously. Please pick up the pace.

Or send the complete unedited manuscript to my home address.

You know, whatever.

Yours,
B. Saunders

PS: please do not cop out on this one by making Snape and Lily *airquote* a thing *airquote* or I will hunt you down beat you with a paddle and not in a sexy way. Mmkaythnx.

:B