Calling All Harry Potter Fans

I have a Harry Potter dilemma. I am pretty sure I mentioned my overall “new project” mentality in one of my early entries- how I jump into whatever seems interesting at the time with such enormous fervor, only to slowly putter out over time. Well, I’ve done it again.

A couple months ago, I got a great deal on a set of the first five Harry Potter books. I figured it had been long enough, and that I would definitely enjoy the series. My all-time favorite author is Anne Rice, and although the Potter books are much tamer, they still have the whole witches and magic element that I love. I received the set in the mail, and read the first four books in about 2 weeks. Loved them! Couldn’t put the damn things down. And then, it was time for #5. All of the sudden, my interest completely disappeared! I would read a couple of pages and the brain would start drifting off. Drifting off to the land of unfinished errands, remembering if I paid the water bill on time, contemplating Brad and Jennifer’s divorce (damn that Angelina whorebag). Suddenly, I would find myself staring glassy-eyed at the same page I had been staring at for the past thirty minutes. What’s the deal? Why can’t I get into this book? I have seriously tried about 15 times.

So, here’s my dilemma. SAJ brought over book #6, and I’m thinking about skipping book #5 altogether. For those of you who have read the series, is it just CRUCIAL that I read #5? Frankly, I’m a tad disenchanted at this point.

Wondering…

Why do Ketel One dirty martinis taste just a little bit better at restaurants?

How can triscuits taste so good when fresh, but soooo bad when stale? Is the woven texture to blame?

Is my fantasy football team going to whip up on my husband’s team tomorrow?

Did SAJ want to jump off a bridge because I forced her to watch college football all day?

Is it wrong to get overly excited when “Rock Me Amadeus” by Falco plays on my Direct TV 80’s channel?

Did the Desperate Housewives conspire to wear differing jewel tones at the Emmys? Sapphire, ruby, emerald…

Why does Catherine Zeta-Jones look like a COMPLETELY different person without her smoky eyeliner?

Is that dame from Beaches really dating Sayid from Lost?

Do most 30 year-olds lounge on the couch while listening to 80’s Direct TV music, drinking dirty martinis and reading US Weekly on Saturday night?

Should I admit I love nights like this?