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Ugghh. That's this week. Tomorrow night I will have to go with my wife to Barnes and Noble at 9:30 for the pre-party at which she will drink butter beer and make a golden snitch. Festivities will continue until midnight when she will procede to trample dozens of small children to get her grubby little paws on a copy of the book. All the while, I will be hiding in the corner of the store with a stack of fantasy football previews or history books.
The next day, we have two cookouts to attend, one at her boss's house and one at my mother's, so she has already told me not to plan on anything for all day Sunday as it will be Harry Potter reading day.
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