Frustration from the 7th Book

The past week or so I have been laying in bed, anxiously, pondering over the last fucking Harry Potter book. Not because I hate it, but because every since the major death in the 6th book it's apparent that nobody is safe.
And in the beginning of this book two major characters get killed right off the bat.
But every since the action in that book has stopped I've felt like I've been in sort of a dry spell where it is purely story driven, which isn't a bad thing but I need some shit to get sorted out.
[If you haven't read these books then you probably won't know what the fuck I'm going off about or some stuff might get ruined for you]
First off, I'm past the half way point in the book and they have only just destroyed the third Horcrux (the first one is the diary in the second book, and Dumbeldore was destroyed the ring in the last book) leaving us with three more, one of those actually being Voldermort.
Now, this is all good, but I am over the half way point and they only just found out how to destroy it?! And there are three more?!!
Come on guys.
The other thing that really gets my goat about this book is the fucking five or six chapters of down time! They started off with hella action, took a three page break, more action, tiny break, more action, and now it's fucking Harry and Hermione chilling in a tent moving locations every few days or so. Ron packed up his shit and took off cuz he was frustrated witht he fact that Harry has no fucking plan. Well Ron, I'm about to follow your lead and just wait until the final movie comes out to see how this story ends.




Maybe not.
I know I should read it. My brother and Dustin and Scotty and Matt Henson all claim this book rules but so far I don't see why.
During badminton on Monday night, Dustin told me I was right on the brink of this book becoming my favorite....
I have read a good chunk since then and the only exciting thing is Ron has returned and they destroyed the Horcrux they had.
Dumb.
The next chapter is named after Mr. Lovegood, who we're made to believe is bad?
I don't know dude.

All I want is for Harry to fuck the shit out of Ginny and marry her, Ron and Hermione to FINALLY stop being little bitches and hook up, and for Snape and Malfoy to get what's coming to them.
And as for the prophecy, "one can't live while the other one survives' or whatever, I think it would be more epic for Harry to die trying to kill You-Know-Who.
at least it would make these boring chapters more enjoyable...
I'll read on and update you.


-A few hours and a couple chapters later-
What the fuck?!
I finished 4 chapters and the biggest thing that happened was Dobby getting iced by Bellatrix. (more on that later)

The first new chapter was called "Xenophilius Lovegood". It was about Luna's father.
Turns out dude got his daughter taken by the Ministry/Death Eaters. And he thinks if he turns Harry in he'll get her back.
wrong! they escape (surprise!)
The next two chapters are about the title of the book; the Deathly Hallows. Turns out that Harry might not have to destroy all of the Horcrux's after all! As long has he posses the Deathly Hallows;
Invisibility Cloak, check.
The Resurrection Stone, check (I think).
And finally, the Elder Wand. This is the only one Harry is without but he just ended up with Mr. Ollivander the wand maker.....convenient. So I'm sure Ollivander either has it at the ready for our hero, or can tell Harry where to go.
And then there was the brisk "fight" scene at the Malfoy Manner. When I read the title of this chapter I got super stoked.
'Finally!', I thought. 'Finally someone significant is gonna get fucking killed! Malfoy and Lucious maybe?! Could Harry really pull off a two-fer?!'
Apparently not. They all escaped (surprise, again) and on their way out Dobby gets hit with a knife.
Too be honest, the house elves pissed me off; I always found their whining too much to handle. I always wanted to punch Dobby whenever he was present "Yes, Mr. Harry Potter", "You must not hurt Harry Potter", "Please, sir. Let dobby blow you...". Enough dude.
And the fucking house elf from the 4th book, whatever the fuck her name was, made me skip through pages at a time until she had finally gone back to the kitchen where she belonged (I'm not being sexist, it's just where the house elves worked at Hogwarts.
She was Barty Crouch's old elf and NEVER stopped crying in Goblet of Fire.
And Hermione wanting to start S.P.E.W. makes me want to...well...spew.
House elves are obnoxious and I honestly wish they were not a part of the Harry Potter universe.
Now, Dobby's last act of heroism was pretty awesome and brave, don't get me wrong, I'm just not mourning this death like I was about Hedwig's.


I'm not gonna lie, this book has really frustrated me and I was super stoked to read it.
Now if Danger Powers (this dude in my history class) and Dustin are right, then I should be right on the cusp of this book becoming my favorite.
It's been 10 chapters sicne Dustin said I was on the cusp, and so far those chapters have only pissed me off more.
This books ending better be worth it.



Alright, I'm going to continue reading and work on my next blog which will be about the shit that is frustrating me about LOST.
be good. one love. and RIP Dobby.

My First Time...

It wasn't my total idea to start a blog. It was actually Robert, this dude I work with (he's kinda my boss). When I went into work yesterday I was discussing LOST with Meredith and Robert was eavesdropping and suggested I start a blog about LOST.
That was a cool idea except that I don't think I'm nowhere smart enough to have a legit blog about that fucking show. Especially if I have to compete with Doc Jensen's article he publishes every week. Dude's a genius.

So I'm gonna use the blog to just write about random events that happen to me. I don't expect a lot of people to read this, but I figured I'd just start one where I can write about pretty much whatever I want and people can choose to read it if they want.


I was thinking for my first blog I'd just give a little info about myself:
-My name is Patrick William Dear 2.5
I consider myself to be the second-and-a-half because my grandfather and father are both called William Randolph Dear. When my brother was born they wanted him to inherit the name and be the third but he dodged that bullet and is Matthew Alan. Then I came along and my grandfather and dad wanted me to adopt the name, again my mom didn't want it happen so I was named Patrick after her grandfather but took William as my middle name as a compromise thus giving me 2/3rds of their name. Hence Patrick William Dear 2.5
-I'll be 21 in May. I'm pretty stoked.
-I have an unhealthy addiction to LOST. In fact, I'm sure that at least once a week I will dedicate part of a blog to my theories, the theories of my friends and that of Doc Jensen's.
-I'm dating the coolest fucking girl on the planet. Her name is Alexandra Thrapp. I've known her since the second half of high school and the I love the story of how we got together (if you want to know it, let me know and I'll tell you). She is studying in Italy right now and I miss her more than words can describe. She is also the person who suggested the title of my blog.
-I'm Welsh and damn proud of it.
-The title of my blog is a reference to Arrested Development.
-My blog url is a reference to LOST
-I'm pretty open about a lot of stuff. Give me a few drinks and I can guarantee that you'll know more about me then you wanted to.



That'll do for now. I'm sure my next one will be Thursday or Friday after I digest LOST and gather a ton of different theories.
But right now Scotty is sitting next to me playing Wii Sports while we are listening Streetlight Manifesto waiting for taco night to kick off.

Later.