Holy. Shit.

I am mere fucking moments away from picking up my book.

Am I wearing a pointy hat?

Yes.

Is it covered with silver moons and stars?

Yes.

Does it have dangly grey hair hanging down the sides?

Oh, yeah.

Bring the Deathly Hollows on. I'm ready to roll.

EDIT:

This, by the way, was me posting last night just before we left for the bookstore.



And, yes, the hat came with us.