I was kept busy today at work, which was very nice.

Now I only have half an hour left in which to start reading Harry Potter. This does not seem like enough time to me. Especially when I have 850 pages to go.

I saw a woman in the lobby where I work today reading it. She was about my age.
She looked to be about a good 1/3 into the book. I went over and asked her how she was liking it so far. She said it took a while to get moving into the story, but it was good, and she was enjoying herself. Funny how a book can bring so many kinds of people together, and so many ages too.

Wish I had something profound to share with you, or something hillariously funny, but I am muzzy headed and Harry is waiting, so please excuse me tonight.