I have a ticket for the Harry Potter premiere!!! Granted, the premiere here is about three weeks later than the actual world premiere, but still… I have a ticket. For the very front row, even, which, of course, means I get to see the film first ;-)
I got up early (for a Saturday) and stood for over half an hour in the freezing cold outside Saga. But it was worth it. I don’t think I’d go as far as sleeping outside the ticket office, though. Not even for the world premiere (though I might for the next book, if it were summer). In fact, I think about half an hour was probably the upper limit of my fanaticisms control over my impatience with queues.
The other major event of the day was going to IKEA: I now have storage in my bathroom – somewhere to put all those tubes and bottles and hair-thingys and other whatnots that I never use. It’s also a good excuse for going through everything and throwing some stuff away. Like the Clear&Clean which is supposed to clear your skin but actually gives me achne. Not much point in keeping that, really, is there, though it seems such a waste to throw it away.
Voice in my ear: Hanne Krogh on the stereo (“Ta meg til havet”, this is probably the one record I have that I’d have to burn prior to letting someone I wanted to make a favourable impression on look through my record collection. Come to think of it, there wouldn’t be much point in that now that I’ve mentioned it here, would there? Just as well, as I’m not sure it would be possible to get hold of another copy and I’d hate not to be able to hear it again.)