Forgot.

I forgot -

Once when I came into the apartment one evening to make dinner, Evil Me was sitting in the living room watching a recent Harry Potter movie. Other people came in, and when they were talking about the movie, he could only really talk about it by making fun of it in a knowing way - being all like, "If I had to store prophecies that are contained in glass orbs, I think I would store them in non-collapsing shelves."

How very unpleasant, to never be able to enjoy anything.