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Harry Potter: Picked it up from the library, read it in one 6-hour chunk from about 6:20 on (with pauses to move around the house in search of a more comfortable spot). I liked it -- much more than the last two, in fact, which I found a hard slog and which didn't manage to stick in my brain. Surprisingly good and surprisingly moving.

It continues to be hot. I finally figured out that my fan was turning the wrong way; fixing this enabled me to sleep. (Note to self: clockwise is the way that makes the breeze.) Would've been nice if I'd worked it out a few hundred pages sooner, though. And (possible TMI coming up) I finally caved and waxed my legs myself this morning so I could wear skirts; couldn't take another day of this heat in pants, and it was becoming obvious I wasn't going to get around to getting someone else to do it. MUCH better this way.

I have a giant bug bite of some kind on my thigh. Cortisone cream has stopped the itching, thank goodness.

I'm in love with my window seat. My mother made a mattress for it and I have a zillion throw cushions and I can lie there in front of the windows and survey the passing scene and read for hours. It is THE BEST (even though I still haven't found quite the right fabric to cover the mattress).

Internet service at work continues ridiculously patchy. Up, down, up, down. It's one thing for LJ, which I shouldn't be on in any case, but sometimes I need the ACTUAL INTERNET for ACTUAL WORK, dammit.

Distressed to hear of the bridge collapse in Minneapolis.