I keep forgetting things are available online. That might be more convenient. I could, for example, do that now. Hm.

CSI has fallen along the wayside so I can watch the last of the OC. Completism.

Local FOX News lead story tonight? SUPERSIZED PETS.

I needed to share that.

My not-quite-supersized cat has taken over my bed. Last time he did this, he was really sick, but he's still eating and acting normal and everything else, so I'm guessing it's just him being a freaking weird cat. (Not stopping me from being more neurotic than usual, but...) And it being colder. Ever since the freezing temps set in, I fight him for the pillow and often wake up with him half under the covers by my head. My apartment isn't on average colder, but the drafts are worse.

Hm. I need to update my Match.com profile.

A friend here met a guy on Match.com. Exchanged great emails, phone calls, etc. Was very excited to meet him. They seemed to click. Until he told her he was in recovery (for drugs & alcohol). But that wasn't the deal breaker. He was in the process of re-integrating his mulitple personalities. For real.

You'd think that would be something he'd bring up at the beginning of the process.

Back to the drawing board for her.

She's still frustrated by the searches. She wants to know why all the guys (some of them no prize physical specimens themselves) all insist on "slim" or "athletic" builds for women.

He was in the process of re-integrating his mulitple personalities. For real. You'd think that would be something he'd bring up at the beginning of the process.

Or at the very least, include some links to a couple more profiles.

She's still frustrated by the searches. She wants to know why all the guys (some of them no prize physical specimens themselves) all insist on "slim" or "athletic" builds for women.

Because if they make bank, they can have slim, attractive, shallow women.

If they are yucky, dumbass, AND poor, they can maybe find a slim woman with low self-esteem.

Well, I have heat. The apartment is not quite as warm as I'd like it to be. (I don't think that the heater in the kitchen is actually hooked up to anything yet.)

And my gray cat is so freaked out that he came out of hiding, ate his supper and then promptly disappeared again. (This never ceases to freak me out -- even though there is no way that he could have escaped. . . but then I start worrying that he's quietly dead in an odd corner of the apartment.)

Well, I have heat.

Woot! In your face, Killer Frost!

A coworker and I are both on eHarmony, and she can't figure out why all of her matches are like holding their mountain bikes over their heads in their pictures. She is Not Athletic. (Acutally, the other funny thing from her is that when she was on Match, she got emails from "chubby chasers" from across the country! Ew.) I'm getting a lot of smokers, so that works.

eHarmony gave me a lot of guys who were pissed (not merely ignoring me, but putting voice to their annoyance) that I held my photo back a stage or two.

It seriously didn't take any time to get to the stage with the photo, but they'd rather snipe and run.

I'm not certain that I would do well on Match and the like, as I am a short, chubby, early thirties smoker who tends to be attracted to slim young men.

Also, in tonights TV news, you all should start watching Criminal Minds. I love Reid. In fact, he is who I would like to meet on my Match profile.

Also, I found out yesterday that I need to have a root canal. The dental questionairre asked what scared me about the dentist, and I said "the money". My dental insurance sucks ass,-- I am looking at about $700 out of pocket.