When the time comes later this year, anyway:



One of the tellers at the bank this morning had it in front of her station. She just turned the Big L, and this was one of their pressies to her, along with the usual display of black balloons, hanging crepe and whatnot that, sheesh, I remember getting when I turned 30. Yes, I do remember turning 30. Get off my damn lawn.

Eleanor turns a much less numerically significant number on Monday, and there's a chance we'll be spending a good chunk of it on a romantic date at the DMV. The state so helpfully expires licenses on our birthdays now, and I don't think she's been in yet; meanwhile, I auctioned off a car this morning for a client and whoever bought it is gonna have to explain a ton of weird paperwork to the DMV on that, so I may take that for them, as well.  The car's a 12-year-old Mercury Sable (a Taurus, essentially), with over 200k miles on it, but the body's in great shape and it at least starts, so if anybody's looking for some cheap transpo, I can probably take a late bid before Monday.

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HPB tonight tomorrow early matinee. I finished re-reading the book last night, so I'm ready. For this one, anyway; I've completely forgotten the R.A.B. bit from 7 which JKR teased at the end.

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