Eat. Sleep. Drink. Harry Potter.
That was my weekend in a nutshell. Actually, when you break it down, it was only 14.5 hours' worth of reading. Nothing really.
So why then am I so exhausted?
Because it was a very dark, sad, emotionally messy book.
Once I was finished it was all I could do to crawl to the couch and turn on America's Next Top Model and just let the frothy fluff wash over me like a cool, spring rain...