ita, I hope you're feeling better.

Every time I watch Iron Chef, Bobby Flay loses.

I read that as "Top Chef" and immediately thought, "Man, Flay is a sucker on TWO shows!"

Regarding CSI: could someone tell me what exactly the miniaturist serial killer is? I read some spoiler over at E! about Grissom, and now I'm all curious as to why this particular murder is making him crazy.

Very briefly, they found a guy dead at his kitchen table. On the table was a tiny little dollhouse replica of the room, right down to the dead guy and the pattern of the blood pool.

dude. that's freaking cool.

Hey, Kat! Long time no read.

Been swamped. I blame Chaucer and Dickens. Who thought Grad School was a good idea again?

Kat, I'm desperately hoping you were asleep for the entire time in between your last two posts. Grad school is only a good idea if you aren't working fulltime as well, silly!

Well, it's the one doctor prescribing it all.

That's good. But still. I will just mention that they thought my grandmother had lupus for a while, and started treating it, but the lupus-like symptoms turned out to be a reaction to some other medication she was taking.

I just don't want to take it.

Well, yeah.

Every time I watch Iron Chef, Bobby Flay loses.

You say that like it's a bad thing.

Every time I watch Iron Chef, Bobby Flay loses.

I so miss my cable.

I feel subhuman.

Aw, ita. So do I. And yet, I'm at work. Mostly because, hey, only my third week, despite the roommate urging me to stay home. To be honest, I could do my job from home, but I don't know how to, uh, broach that at this point in my employment.

Also, why is it only on days what I feel like crud that boys fumble money and bump into walls whenever I appear? Is it the cloud of malevolence following me everywhere, or just my awesome outfit? I may never know.

mac has new shoes. payless to the rescue, as I refuse to pay a lot of $$ foir shoes that will be gorwn out of quickly. velcro sneakers and some slip ons. He already had some gently used converse all-star lace-ups from a friend, so he is all set now.

No news on a new court date.

I've got all the addresses I need now. And they are carefully tucked into a real live addressbook, not living anonymously under the futon.

I really wish they'd upgrade my browser at work. (or web code would be more universal-access, but that's a dream I fear I must let die.) Apparently now, when I post comments to lj, I double post. And can't delete. And it does really funky stuff to some people's styles. So sorry all who get the stutter!