Happy birthday, Hec!!!

Cereal with raspberries:

Rescue Me: I think the Johnny-Janet-Tommy thing is way more about Johnny and Tommy than Janet. I'm interested to see how Angela plays out. i"m a little suspicious that it'll just be another opportunity for Tommy to sleep with a beautiful woman without being the aggressor which is weird considering last week. Which I still don't really understand. I guess that settled something between Tommy and Janet to their satisfaction, but I don't even know what to say about it. Fucked up.

It was really good to see Tommy crying. Nobody seemed to grieving last week and that really bothered me.

Oh, and I agree, the Franco storyline is more interesting than I thought it would be. It's weird that neither Franco nor Tommy had thought about what they were teaching their daughters about men, but as soon as they thought of it they were terrified. I hope this isn't just a way to get Franco unencumbered.

I am so curious about where they are going with Probie. He'd be so better off leaving, but then I probably would never find out what happens with him and the roommate.

Happy Birthday Hec. And Deb. and Nic.

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I have got to make a nautiloid. That's wonderful.

I had to leave my car at the dealership this morning, which means I took the bus to work, so I actually read this month's National Geographic magazine (my parents give it to me, and I don't have the heart to tell them that they usually sit on my coffee table until I spill something on them, then get recycled). Things I learned:

1) Pandas? Very very cute, but hella expensive for zoos.
2) We're very hard on our coastlines.
3) There is still one living Ziegfield Follies dancer. She's 102, lives in Norman Oklahoma, and still dances.

My car's at the dealership too. The initial estimate was $530. But they just called, and apparently all they have to do is replace the glass and the clip that held it in--it was smacked so hard that just flew out, but the movable arm that holds the mirror is unfucked.

I'm glad it wasn't that much, ita.

The main reason I was there (brake pad replacement) will be covered by my warranty. I asked about the ripped plastic thing; it's not covered, but they are going to give me an estimate to replace it. I expect I shall be laughing at them.

The nautiloids make me wish I knitted ... but the last thing I need is another craft.

Then I need to take my car to the body shop and get estimates for the tatters in which it finds itself. I don't want to get everything fixed, but the last informal attempt to improve the looks resulted in loss of paint, and I don't want to set myself up for rusting. Even in the semi-desert.

ita, are you still thinking of buying a new(er) car?