Thanks, y'all. They are the pretty branch of the family. It's kind of funny, when I've been out with SIL, brother and kid, I get mistaken for the wife. Why? Cause my brother and his wife look more alike than brother and I. I'm the only one with freckles and darker hair. D is the spitting image of my brother at that age. And his baby pix look an awful lot like SIL. He got her nose and her lovely eyebrows. It's neat.

Did anyone watch the season finale of ER? I'm confused about a character--the woman that was at Ray's bedside--we've seen her before? What's her relationship to him? In eyerolly news, they used the fucking Hallelujah song again. I love the song. I just don't want to see any more montages of it.

Know what else I love right now? Facebook. I'm chatting with relatives I haven't seen in years, and I've managed to find so many of my Montreal friends that it's ultra cool. Even cooler is the fact that they're friending each other now--they didn't know they were all online.

Cool.

People.

I have spent half the fucking day on percoset. I'm really twitchily irritated by this. It works. The pain goes away and the muscles relax somewhat. But it's not a cure. It's a slippery slope to places I don't need to be going.

My laundry's done. Bits of my room are reorganised to make it more Roomba friendly, which quite coincidentally makes it neater and maybe easier to keep tidy. We'll see how long that lasts.

Grrr. If my friend doesn't come over tomorrow so that I can finish my PC upgrade, I'm gonna...well, not kill him, because I don't know how, but it will totally be something, whatever the thing is. I just need to do that to get the room tidy. Also, running with the case off and the drives laid out on a box is not exactly good.

Okay, laundry doesn't seem to be putting itself away.

Ah. That's what's wrong. I am feeling all accomplished with having done the laundry, as well, and yet? Not putting itself away. It's a grave disappointment, I tell you.

And now I'm staying up late to do more work I didn't do, and tomorrow I'm skipping church to do more work I didn't do. And possibly at some point, this will involve me banging my head on my glass desk.

But it's all okay, because my SO totally rocks and got me talked down off the cliff earlier, and still loves me and values me more than the paperwork I screwed up. Which is good. 'Cause for a while I was a tad lacking in the perspective department.

I have almost no opinion about the HPV dealio. Except that it's freaking cool that there's a vaccine that can prevent freaking cancer.

ita, I think the women at Ray's bedside were his mother and sister .

In eyerolly news, they used the fucking Hallelujah song again. I love the song. I just don't want to see any more montages of it.

Yes! It is impossible for a montage to that song to get any emotional impact from me anymore, because I'm too busy thinking "Couldn't they have found some other song?"

Ah, thanks Hil. I forgot there was a sister.

Well, I was in the living room trying to find something on tv when I heard this huge crash and a shattering sound coming from the kitchen.

Naturally, I didn't REALLY want to know what had happened. But it was a glass. Could have been much worse. One of the cats must have been "exploring" on the kitchen table (which is chockful of stuff) and knocked the glass off the table. Mainly just annoying.

ita and Hil, the woman at Ray's bedside was Katey Alvaro, a med student who's been a recurring character this season.

The character and Ray had a (mostly offscreen) relationship that never got very far because Ray was still carrying a torch for Neela. Needless to say, Katey doesn't like Neela much because she feels that Neela strung Ray along and gave him false hope that there eventually could be a relationship.

WTF?

Wizard!Hitler vs. Wizaard!Stalin: [link]

God Comics #2: God saves his Son from being crucified by Hitler: [link]

Oh! You're right, Maria. I'd completely forgotten about her.

I just watched the episode of The Cosby Show where they meet Stevie Wonder. I am now earwormed with "I Just Called to Say I Love You." Just thought I'd share the earworm a bit.

Chumley is on full-blast LOOOOOOOVE mode this morning, and right now he's trying to ooze sleepily onto the keyboard....