Monday, March 12, 2012

An update: or a note to my friend in texas

Do you remember that part in the 6th Harry Potter book where Dumbledore & Harry are in some weird cave, and there's some basin that holds some weird liquid, and Dumbledore has to drink it for some reason. And he looks over at Harry, and says:
"Undoubtedly [...] this potion must act in a way that will prevent me taking the Horcrux. It might paralyze me, cause me to forget what I am here for, create so much pain I am distracted, or render me incapable in some other way. This being the case, Harry, it will be your job to make sure I keep drinking, even if you have to tip the potion into my protesting mouth. You understand.
 And so when I'm faced with complete self-annihilation, remind me to read this post.

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