Pink Grass would be purdy.

I think I've made my stand on Harry Potter pretty clear, here.

I love it, I love everything about it, and even though it breaks my heart everytime a movie kills the magic of the book, it's still Harry Potter, and I'm frankly speaking a sucker for it.

What am I doing up so late, you ask?

I'm waiting to book tickets for Deathly Hallows, I've twice on the first day, and I want to keep that tradition going. Helps me with perspective and detail.

I'm not the staying up kind, unless I have company, but this is a special occasion, y'know?

The booking's been post poned to 1, so blogging seems to be my only passtime as I've already done my round of food and fashion blogs.

And stumble, 'course.

Oh, I might get another tattoo.

Or pierce my tongue.

Everyone's fine with the second tattoo, but they want me to wait, with the piercing, my mother said she'll disown me and my friends said they wouldn't acknowledge me anymore.

Ah, what we do for the ones we love. = P

Anyway, Let me know what you think?

And keep your fingers crossed, MUST GET TICKETS.

Cheers!