All right, all right, I'll review now. I usually wait until I get to the end, when I find a story already written, but the line about Dumbledore and the Dream of the Tentacle Monster made me snort diet soda into my keyboard, which is now sticky, and it is All Your Fault, and I felt it Necessary to Inform you At Once of you Perfidy. So there, nyah!
You, my fine biped, have been spending by far and away too much time with the Blot. I like that in an author. Well done. Moving on now.
Oh, and the google-analysis thingie really messes up moving from page to page for people using Firefox. Just so you know.