Dear Current Neighbours and Any Potential Neighbours:

Make a lot of noise, play loud music, do a lot of shouting first thing in the morning?

Meet your worst annoyance. I will call the goddamned police on your fucking asses. It's 1:30 in the fucking morning. I don't care if it's Sunday. I really do not fucking care. I work for a fucking living, and I only get one day off and for the love of fucking god, I wanted a decent night of uninterrupted fucking sleep!

Fuckers. I hate you all.

No love,
ashinae

Rambly thoughts.

*a tiny voice in the wilderness*

I really just like Harry Potter cuz it's fun.

Yeah. Honestly. It's fun, it's cute, it's got lotsa slashy/porny opportunities, but great litrachoor it ain't. Am I a heathen for these thoughts? Looking at the Daily Snitch today, this viewpoint makes me think I am. Really here. If I was gonna look for lots of metaphors and layers and whatnots I'd be reading Shakespeare.

( Obligatorily cut for vague talk of HBP stuff )

I mean, isn't it easier on the heart or something, to set expectations a little lower and wait to see if you're pleasantly surprised? *G*

So if it's not at all apparent, I'm just tired and rambly and have had some thoughts I wanted to set down.

Yeah, so ultimately, my thoughts on the HP fandom at large right now are basically, Hey, chillax. Read some fic. Read some slash. Read some porn. Read some unconventional ships. Read some other bloody author with depth and layers. But is all the whinging necessary?

Yeeaaah g'night.