I stopped taping Numb3ers, but I feel like I should try to catch the last 5 minutes. That seems to be when the cute family interaction takes place.

The ep got cut off just before the end, so I didn't see the preview, so I've got nothing there. The line, "Ooh, math fight..." made me laugh, though I thought it should have been said earlier in the scene. Like, when they were still talking math. But whatever. Funny line .

And now, time for nighty-night.

I don't hang out in fanfic circles- are there a lot of guys as idiotic as this woman describes?

In the fandom that spawned Lucy's rant (comics), yes. (As shrift has said.)

I'm still boggled at the response. Shit. My comment was on the first page. I feel like I knew her when...

P.S. Not Actually Jeph Loeb.

You just know he makes his Superman and Batman action figures dry hump like Barbie and Ken. You just know it.

With the AD and KC cancels, there is NO TV THAT I WATCH!!! Well, Family Guy, but no live action TV. WTF? How'd that HAPPEN?

Fuck.

What's on broadcast that doesn't suck? I don't do medical shows, but that's about my only restriction.

What's on broadcast that doesn't suck?

I don't do medical shows, but that's about my only restriction.

Why am I awake? I just made a few bites of mashed potatoes and drank some milk. I was hungry so hopefully that was all that was keeping me awake. I peed, ate a couple of bites and called the cats to bed -- I should be asleep. I feel like an infant. Oh, and I have a candle going for the flickery light. My version of boobie, as it were.

ita, I went diving off Roatan a few years ago. The diving was amazing - probably the best I've ever seen. However, the accomodations were as bad as the diving was great. We stayed at two different places. In both the food was bad and the beaches were full of sand fleas. Still, fabulous diving and really nice water.

My my, but it was a busy night in Natter last night -- you all were up long long after I cashed in my chips. You would have thought it was a Friday night or something.

ita, I'm NAUI (again, don't even know that they still exist). PADI, we used to joke, sort of stood for Pay Another Dive Instructor because years ago, when I certified, they used to push hard for more classes after the initial certification.

I skipped and skimmed, and now I have nothing to say except to confess that the sum total of my knowledge of Skee-Lo is his cover of "Mister Morton" from Schoolhouse Rock, which is unique among all the SHR covers I've heard in being actually about 10,000 times better than the original. Before I heard that about two years ago, I'd never had any idea that such a person existed.

Even now, I wouldn't know him if he suddenly materialized in my kitchen and I tripped over him, except that now that I've said that I will probably suspect anyone who suddenly materializes in my kitchen of being Skee-Lo, just on principle.

Workmen showed up at 8 this morning to replace 2 inside doors in our apartment which have had large holes in them since we moved in.

When I talked to my landlord about this last night, I was very clear that we had to be out the door by 10 am today, period, and I would much much rather they come on Sunday or during the week. She flatly ignored me, insisting that they would take at most half an hour to do the work, and they would be there at 8:30 sharp.

It is now 9:30. They have been working for 90 minutes, and they are not leaving yet. The doors in question are to the bedroom and bathroom, meaning I can't use either one for, oh, say, showering and getting dressed until they leave. Which they are not doing.

If I am late to my Harry Potter screening because of these morons, I will be VERY VERY UNHAPPY.

Grrrrr.

(in response to Skee-Lo appearing in JZ's kitchen): I wish anything so exciting would happen in my kitchen. More likely a hairball will mysteriously appear on the tiles, though. SIGH.

No one has stepped forward to accompany me to IKEA, and I am vastly saddened.

[edited to make precedent clear]