I FINALLY got a call from the library today that Ironside was available, which I picked up after work and now feel slightly guilty for hoarding, seeing as I'm clearly not going to be reading it until sometime next week depending on exactly how traumatized I am. I also broke my book-buying embargo today, as I simply had to give in to a remarkably well-preserved, nice hardcover copy of Maurice in a secondhand bookshop. Don't rightly know when I'll be getting around to that, but hopefully soon. I suppose three hours of commuting time a day is good for something. It's on my shedule to finish OOTP today, I've still got a good 200 pages to go. I too, like many of my flist, experienced that heart-stopping moment of mingled shock and horror (and, well, excitement) upon seeing a sign proclaiming six days until The End of the World As We Know It. I'm a bad bad girl, I've been reading spoilers, such as the alleged chapter titles and opening paragraph of DH. I seriously doubt they're genuine, but ohhhhhhh it does look promising, I'm positively writhing in anticipation, and that didn't sound dirty at all, oh no, goodness I've been reading too much porny fic!