Harry's Debut - Enter Harry Stage Right

Sorry all, but work at the Bon Bon Law Shop (hereinafter "Bonnies") has been keeping yours truly from blogging about anything. Which kinda defeats the purpose of a blog, I suppose, if you can't talk about anything or don't have the time for it? But Sadie, my black-robe-worthy temptation and the joy of my life, has done an amazing job of turning this blog into a work of art. Thank you, Sadie. I love you!

Now, with that little Oscar speech out of the way, let me tell y'all what I really think.

Dobby is not all fun and games. Actually, it is all fun and games for some people, which kinda makes it not fun and games for the rest of us, if you catch the drift. If you've been following Sadie's train of thought closely, you'd have noticed how big a part race and racism plays in our life here. Tried to get a driving license... it costs a thousand dollars to get one! Sadie's took 30 dollars! Apparently, they don't consider my US driving license valid because I don't have a US passport! The guy at the desk actually said to me, "Come back with US passport." Duh!!

Apart from that, life is generally sub-prime. The horses give me a reason to look forward to the weekend, and I start looking forward to the weekend on Sunday (which is the start of the work week here). Of course, every morning, I look forward to the evening, and to Sadie's company -- notwithstanding her being tired and grumpy after seven thirty (which sometimes involves her screaming like a banshee at her toothbrush and other inanimate objects... including me -- I am mostly inanimate at such times).

Oh, and for the record, I DO THE DISHES. And pay for stuff. And very occasionally, appear as a character on this page.

I love you all. Have a good day, and hope to blog / blag some more soon.

Cheers,

H