Thursday saw the end of my arduous journey through Harry Potter y la piedra filosofal. It's odd how a book can have the same plot, the same dialogue, the same descriptions, but put it in another language and suddenly it feels like a new story.
Yesterday I read The Tale of Despereaux. I absolutely loved it.
Today I finally saw Big Jake. I now understand why people say it is one of John Wayne's best movies. And Patrick Wayne looks doofy with a mustache.
Listening to: Big Jake
Reading: Beauty: A Retelling of Beauty and the Beast by Robin McKinley