Guess what I just got in the mail? Actually, not the mail. The Fed-Ex guy came to my door with it. He’s all, “Is it the new Harry Potter book?” and I was all, “Schyeah. Way better.” He was all impressed that it came in a brown envelope that had “St. Martin’s Press” on it. Turned out he’s an author too! *eye roll* Anyway, this book won’t be out till October of this year, but here’s the blurb for y’all.

Fledgling vampyre Zoey Redbird has managed to settle in at the House of Night. She’s come to terms with the vast powers the vampyre goddess, Nyx, has given her, and is getting a handle on being the new Leader of the Dark Daughters. She even has a boyfriend… or two.

Then the unthinkable happens—- human teenagers are being killed, and all the evidence points to the House of Night. While danger stalks the humans from Zoey’s old life, she begins to realize that the very powers that make her so unique might also threaten those she loves. Zoey must find the courage to face a betrayal that could break her heart, her soul, and jeopardize the very fabric of her world.

This is the 2nd book of the fabulous House of Night series and I can’t wait to read it. I’m currently reading Marked right now (in between Latin studies, my own WIP, and blogging) and I’m loving it. I’m managing to sneak four to five pages here and there (I cheated last night and read an entire chapter. woo-hoo!). I think I’ll be done by next month!

By the way, the mother-and-daughter writing team, the Casts, will be stopping by sometime before the release of Betrayed and there will be good times to be had by all. Stay tuned.

I just saw a commercial for Drive, which is premiering tonight (in a Two-Hour Series Premiere at 8 p.m. ET/PT on Fox), and started screaming and jumping that Tim was actually worried. Where are my fellow Firefly fans? Our captain is back on the small screen! Omg, I have to breathe or I’m going to hyperventilate. I AM SO EXCITED! Here’s the plot:

DRIVE is an action-fueled drama following a diverse group of Americans competing for their lives (or the lives of their loved ones) in an illegal, underground cross-country road race. Some of them have been coerced into joining “The Race”; others have sought out The Race themselves, hearing rumors of the $32-million prize. Each has a reason to compete. And each must win.

Nathan plays Alex Tully, a man “thrust into The Race in an effort to find his missing wife.” What does his wife have to do with an illegal street race? It looks terrible. BUT WHO CARES! Our Captain is back on TV! YAY!

…nekkid! Oh, Dear Science… check out how nekkid he is. He’s got… shoulders and abs and a dangerous look in his eyes and nipples… and an intriguing little happy trail… It’s a publicity shot for his starring role in Equus which will be featured at the London West End Theater and… oh Science. I’m not quite sure what the play itself is all about ’cause I’m a plebian, but… from what I can gather from this picture, it’s about a boy who loves his horse a widdle too much. Someone correct me on this if I’m so obviously wrong. A whole bunch of parents are apparently protesting this star turn by Radcliffe because “he is a role model for my 9 year old son and I don’t think he should do this play”. ‘Cause he goes full frontal, yo! Poor Daniel. But that’s not even the most disturbing thing about all of this.

Okay, here it goes… I hope you guys don’t think I’ve gone Letourneau on your asses, but… Oh, Science… umm… well, Daniel Radcliffe is SO FUCKING HOT kind-of-sort-of-approaching-hot in that picture that I’m having premature hot flashes having wicked thoughts about him. If that’s not enough to thoroughly disturb your asses, check this picture out, my sisters. Am I so totally wrong for thinking Harry Potter is so totally almost hot in these pictures? I mean… he’s like, what… 16 years old or something? Eww!

I am such a filthy, disgusting pig. And I am ashamed of myself. May your vengeful, malevolent Old Testament God strike me down now. Sweet Jesus, take me home! I don’t want to live in a world where I may accidentally think a virile pubescent boy is potentially fuckable!

P.S. Is it me or is Daniel Radcliffe starting to look like Stuart Townsend? And to think I thought he was going through a gangly, awkward stage like that Sixth Sense kid.

You know, I gotta say, when I first heard that Paul Blackthorne was going to be playing Harry Dresden on the Sci-Fi Channel’s The Dresden Files based on Jim Butcher’s awesome series, I was more than a little skeptical. I always thought Harry was more like Matt Damon’s Jason Bourne. Except taller. A little unsure of himself, a little uncomfortable in his own skin, but nevertheless extremely capable and intelligent. That was how Harry came across to me in the first book. Later on, he became a little more confident, a little more slick, but this Harry is… wow, a little too slick. He’s sophisticated, witty, and charming. He’s got girls crawling in and out of his bed! Right now, I’m not quite sure which Harry I prefer yet, but I’m willing to give this Harry a shot. Paul Blackthorne is very yummy. Check out the Dresden Files on the Sci-Fi Channel on Sundays at 9 pm (pacific) and 8 pm (central). Or check your local listings.

Dear Diary,
Which one should I molest first? [Not including the little boy in the red sweater, ’cause eww] Anyway, Tim and I watched Smallville tonight and it was about the “tentative formation of a team with the word ‘Justice’ in the title because that’s what’s Luthor’s gonna get”. So all these shirtless hotties pop up doing… shirtless hottie things. Except, you know, making out with each other. DAMN IT! Because Wonder Woman and Hawk Girl (original members of the JLA) were MIA, Tim quipped, “Shouldn’t they be calling themselves the Sausage League instead?” My man is so clever. I wonder how pissed he’d be if I had sex with all of these guys (except for the little boy in the red sweater). But, like, not at the same time, you guys, ’cause I’m not a slut! One on one after the other is fine.

P.S. Dude, why did they cut out Cyborg out of this picture? He’s like… the hottest one next to the Green Arrow! Hello! Is it ’cause he’s black?

P.P.S. Oh Science, last night was the last episode of Justin’s 7-episode arc. I can’t handle it. I’m heart-broken. What am I going to do with myself now? I suppose I can get some writing done. Hmm… Come back, Justin Hartley, COME BACK!!!