Totally stole this from that glorious website I Can Has Cheezburger.
Every day since July 21st, I've seen someone on the metro reading the final Harry Potter. It makes me giddy to see where they are in the book and I find it most difficult to not discuss the story with them. In order to appease my voracious need to converse, my roommate Beth has arranged (yes, at another friend's apartment) a Harry Potter discussion.
Chinese takeout, homemade ice cream pie, wine, and Harry Potter. How was a Tuesday night ever better?