Also, WRT to the twitching-- I used to, when falling asleep or perhaps waking up, have a waking dream where I was falling off a ladder, or that I was climbing a ladder leaning up against a house, and my grandfather grabbed it and started swinging it, and I would twitch and wake up horribly like I had actually fallen. This happens not so much anymore. I also used to dream that there were all these people looking at me over the bed. I think that the early teen years are hell for sleeping, because in addition to these things, I would constantly lay there and thik about what would happen if the house caught on fire, or I woke up blind or deaf or paralyzed. Or if my life was really a dream, and my dreams were really my life.

My twitch dreams (when I have them) usually revolve around taking a step and my knee giving out. Now, I genetically am predisposed to bad knees. Brother got the military to cover his! Dad's been roto-rootered several times. Lately, I've had moments on the stairs where I stick close to the railing with a hand hovering because one knee just doesn't feel right, as if a tendon slipped and went over where it should go under. But I've never had my knee collapse. And I've had this dream since I was wee. I'm gonna blame the morning ritual of listening to my dad's knees pop as he walked down the hall past my bedroom.

I'm psyched because tonight at 8 they finally reran the How I Met Your Mother finale, which got cut off in the spring by the stupid president.

Also-- why is Audrey Hepburn dancing to "Back in Black" on my teevee. If I didn't know better, I would think that they had filmed her ROLLING OVER IN HER GRAVE...

Although not quite as weird as the random commercial that has an instrumental part of a Megnetic Field song (I think I Need a New Heart???) as the underscoring. I thin kit is for dog food or something.

And also, also... I have a student in my costume class (I only have 5 students) who has the same name as my boss-- first AND last. It is weird.

And also, also, also,... I was listening to Vanished with my head down, and Ming-Na's voice sounded exactly like Jorja Fox's. I thought I was lsitening to CSI until I looked up.

As soon as I sent a letter to the company with the word, "uninhabitable" in it, I had the building owner in my apartment fixing the pipe. But now it's coming through a different area, straight into my bathtub, which i suppose is a good place if you're going to have a leak.

Since I gather that is the only bathtub in the place this means you can't safely take a bath or a shower (since you don't what you are exposing yourself to.) So you can write another letter using the word uninhabitable. Not that you should not look for another place - just that you want this one to be in as good condition as you can manage in the meantime.

Although not quite as weird as the random commercial that has an instrumental part of a Magnetic Field song (I think I Need a New Heart???)

There are two ads I've seen with Magnetic Fields music on them. One's for some air freshener, I think. (An instrumental bit from Boa Constrictor)

why is Audrey Hepburn dancing to "Back in Black" on my teevee.

wrod. I can't even watch it.

Olbermann.

It's awfully hard to pick only a section to quote, but I'll go with this.

The only positive on 9/11 and the days and weeks that so slowly and painfully followed it was the unanimous humanity, here, and throughout the country. The government, the President in particular, was given every possible measure of support.

Those who did not belong to his party -- tabled that.

Those who doubted the mechanics of his election -- ignored that.

Those who wondered of his qualifications -- forgot that.

History teaches us that nearly unanimous support of a government cannot be taken away from that government by its critics. It can only be squandered by those who use it not to heal a nation's wounds, but to take political advantage.

Terrorists did not come and steal our newly-regained sense of being American first, and political, fiftieth. Nor did the Democrats. Nor did the media. Nor did the people.

The President -- and those around him -- did that.

I skipped. I'm a skipper.

I just wanted to get in some Birthday Happies for Trudy.

Way upthread where I stopped reading there was discussion about liquor laws and stores and such that made me think of this place in my college town.

I finally got a wireless card. With any luck I'll be able to sneak a little online time during rehearsal.

Prison Break: Abruzzi!!!!! I am sad. He was like my second-favorite character, and he's as dead as Michael Vaughn.