SPOILERS

Concerning Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows:

All the rumors you heard are true.

Even the ones I made up.

Also...

VOLDEMORT KILLS THE SORTING HAT.

No one seems to like that spoiler.

I'll get around to posting my opinions on it.

Anyways...

I weighed myself today. I'm down to 166.6 (lol). I don't look it, though. I think the scale's broken. Also, my shorts weigh one pound.

I've been limiting portions now, and I've eliminated snacking. For someone with as little willpower as me, that's a major accomplishment. Of course, while I was adjusting to eating less, I was FUCKING STARVING. It's not so bad now though.

If I actually have lost 20 pounds in the three months or so I've started caring about my health, then I no longer have any sympathy for fat people. I never realized that it was actually easy to lose weight. I feel ashamed that it took me so long to bother doing anything.

On the other hand, if my scale is just broken, then losing weight is fucking hard.

Next subject: The library OMFG.

For the past couple of months, I've had a part-time job at my library. This is a good thing, because it's easier and pays better than Market Basket and I also have access to tons of free stuff, like new DVDs. Anyways, in all the time I've been here, I've been punctual, always on time, usually a few minutes early. ONCE I was five minutes late, but it honestly wasn't a big deal.

The other day, I was scheduled to work the 1-5 shift. I didn't know. I had accidently overlooked it when I put my work schedule down on my calender, and I completely forgot about it.

I was just hanging around my house browsing the darkest corners of the internet, when at 2:45, I got a call from my supervisor/coworker, who said, "I was just wondering if you were coming in today?" in that yuppie/Stepford Wife voice of hers.

"SHIT," I thought to myself. I was feeling pretty guilty about missing my shift, and promised I'd get there right away. I apologized sincerely and then hung up.

As I was putting my shoes on, I thought, "Wait a minute. My shift started at 1:00. WHY THE FUCK DID SHE WAIT TILL QUARTER OF THREE TO CALL?" It's not like the library is a huge business where someone could have just overlooked me until almost two hours later. The only people scheduled in that time slot were me and her. What, she couldn't find time to call?

I got really pissed on my way over. If she'd called at 1:10 and asked where I was, I would have been honestly sorry and I probably would have skipped my break to make up for it. But since she waited an HOUR AND A HALF longer than she should have to call and ask me if I was coming in, I was just mad. Fuck her. I worked my ass off, but I didn't offer to stay after the end of my shift to make up for it.

In lighter news, there are rumors floating around the circulation desk of a raise for part-time workers. If I were superstitious, I'd pray for luck. And drink the Kool-Aid and wear Nikes and a tin foil hat. Good thing I'm a skeptic.

Speaking of which, I secretly laugh at all the people who rent Feng Shui books. And I cry a little inside whenever someone takes out "Natural Cures THEY Don't Want You To Know About." Even the title makes it sound like a conspiracy nut wrote it. But don't worry, Kevin Trudeau isn't a conspiracy nut. He's just a LYING SACK OF SHIT WHO DESERVES TO EAT FLAMING SHIT FOR SCAMMING, DECIEVING, AND ENDANGERING THOUSANDS OF PEOPLE.

I mean, I'm all for freedom of speech and all, but this book is actually dangerous. Not dangerous like Harry Potter and other books that drive our children away from God and towards Satanic pagan witchcraft, I mean dangerous like convincing people to shun medical care in exchange for expensive substances which more often than not, don't do anything. In the end, people who listen to what Mr. Trudeau has to say end up with quite a bit less money than before, or, in some cases, they end up dying from cancer because they decided to eat coral rather than go to chemotherapy.

Kevin Trudeau is a despicable person. He's worse than Tom Cruise.