why can't i have a house elf?

Amazing ramblings ahead, just warning you.

I'd like to thank Candice for this title, via a discussion I had with her and Sarah on Saturday. Sometimes I could really use a house elf. I don't like the idea of slavery but sometimes the Tab in the fridge is just too far away from my bed. Seriously.

I found this post and it made me really sad because I can never have these things. I'll never get to go to Hogwarts and later graduate and attend Starfleet Academy and then retire in the Shire (I did not mean to rhyme that). None of this will ever happen.

Pottermore gave me a sense of belonging for a while when WoW was giving me headaches. I get my biggest letdowns from worlds that aren't real. Roswell ending tore my world apart, every time I re-watch The Golden Girls I have to remember it ends, too. At least Zack and Kelly got married, hopefully they're still together and now they're sending their kids off to Bayside where Screech is probably the principal. I don't even want to think about that. Did Rory call Jess as soon as she finished working with Obama? At least I'm going to find out what became of The Bluth family here in a year or so. Ah, closure.

Before I go to bed my thoughts are totally jumbled. I'm excited that I got the get them out tonight, hopefully it'll help with a restful sleep.