queenofzan | Feelings I can't fight.

That's a weird concept. I was just reading this fic, and I saw this line, and it's really weird. I mean, not weird as in--I'll put the line here and maybe I'll be able to explain what I mean.

It couldn't be true. If it was, the thought wouldn't bother him and he would rationalize it off, right?

What I mean when I say it's weird is that it's something I've never really thought about, but actually does seem to be true, from what I know of people, but doesn't quite work that way with me. But then, I rationalize everything to everyone, sometimes for no reason. It's rather odd, actually. I compulsively rationalize. Unless of course I've been keeping things from myself and am just speaking nonsense, which is always possible.

Anyway. That's it. That's all I wanted to say.

ETA: Except that, for $295, if I bought the tickets today, I could get round-trip to NYC with a stop in Chicago both ways for a couple days. You would not believe the goodness of this news. We could buy the tickets, and I could pay mom back by the time I left. I MIGHT DIE. Now all that's left is to get

riddlev online to help with the dates, and I will be all set. And going to New York. Somehow, this completely overshadows HBP. For the moment. EEEEE!!!!