I'm annoyed. Last night, I watched this special on the Harry Potter movie, and they showed several clips. Two had a boy that looked rather distinctly like our dear Chris Rankin. He had no glasses. I got so agitated that I messed up nearly an entire row of knitting. Knitting-wise, all is fixed now, but Percy-wise, it's not. I demand for Percy to wear glasses! The poor guy can't see without them! ::frets pathetically::

Another reason why I am annoyed is "Ten Little Indians". I thought that if I did the Thursday and Saturday performances and Casey did the Wednesday and Friday performances, I'd be free to see Harry Potter on Friday. Wrong. I talked to Mrs. Felice last night, and she told me I had to be there. I looked up showtimes, and I saw that I had the possibility of seeing the 10:40 showing after "Ten Little Indians" got out, but my parents won't allow it. Percy knows why. So instead, I'll see it with a bunch of my friends at noon on Saturday. For many of them, it'll probably be their second time to see it. Meh. Why does everything insist on conspiring against me?