Therefore. Ergo. Erg. Argh. Ugh.

I've Always Been Sort Of A Closet Sci-fi Geek.

The Beatles, They Had It All Figured Out, Okay? "i Want To Hold Your Hand." The First Single. It's Effing Brilliant, Right?... That's What Everybody Wants, Nicky. They Don't Want A Twenty-four-hour Hump Sesh, They Don't Want To Be Married To You For A Hundred Years. They Just Want To Hold Your Hand.

I've Always Resented Hermione, Because I Wanted To Be Her So Badly And She Never Seemed To Appreciate As Much As I Thought She Should That She Got Be Her. She Got To Live At Hogwarts And Be Friends With Harry And Kiss Ron, Which Was Supposed To Happen To Me.

But She's Not, And I Am Left To Wonder On My Own: How Does This Work, The Getting To Know A New Guy Without Revealing Too Much Desperation For His Undivided Attention?

She Doesn't Want The Boy Causing The Distinction Between "love" And "in Love