DC Trip ... and Dinner

This space is reserved for a post about dinner, since Arvind is doing the geo ec. I haven't actually read it. If I deem it unsatisfactory I will fill in the gaps.

I will get around to this tomorrow morning, assuming I don't sleep until 10 again.

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So Arvind covered the DC Trip well.

I went to bed and started reading, and I liked this little bit a lot. It is an accurate representation of how I felt afterward (aside from feeling too fat to walk). I promise that I am not just being lazy and trying to get out of writing a decent length entry.

"Really? Gryffindor came from Godric's Hollow?"
"Harry, did you ever even open A History of Magic?"
"Erm," he said, smiling for what felt like the first time in months: the muscles in his face felt oddly stiff. "I might've opened it, you know, when I bought it ... just the once ..."
"Well, as the village is named after him, I'd have thought you might have made the connection," said Hermione. She sounded much more like her old self than she had done of late; Harry half expected her to announce that she was off to the library.

Back in the good old days, my older cousins were the coolest people in the world.

Apparently it's still the good old days.