Ok, not that bad but her magazine stack goes from the arm of the chair to her neck.
Wow. I'm sweating from all the people around me. By the way, I'll be posting like crazy over the next few hours. I'll switch to phone posts when I'm in line. I don't want to drop the tablet while trying to write. Plus that would preclude legibility.
I'm beginning to wonder if there is some protocol i'm missing that I'll not be able to attain my goal. If I do not walk out of here with a book, I shall explode. Clearly the frenzy is hitting me. And I'd just like to say I'm very, very pleased to be blogging this as I go.
Gods, you can feel it. The children are excited but the old man who has been here, mainlining espresso for 6 hours is really jonsing. He needs his Potter fix worse than these kids. The children haven't been swallowed by life, just to be spit out. Man, his dreams are in this.