So so awesome.

Why did you not want to think too hard about the rest?

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Because I'm cranky at several of the characters and many of the story lines.

And yes, that was the sister.

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It was the sister that Derek flirted with? I can't decide if I love that or hate that.

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Yes, it was the sister, both in the bar with Derek and the locker room with George.

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it was against hospital policy

Kat, was the hotel/restaurant at the hospital, or are you just so used to typing hospital that your fingers ad-libbed?

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OMG, I hate shopping. I tried, I really did. Ended up with camis in black and white and two shades of blue. That's it. And I may return them. I haven't decided. Everything is ugly or would be unworkable on me. I cannot wear pink. I can't do peach. Uhg.

Anyway, that was not successful. It was lovely weather, I should have gone to the zoo instead. But no. At least I spent a lot of time on the balcony.

Glad the box arrived!

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babhahahah! I meant hotel. Damn. You are right, Cindy. Must go edit.

Also, I've decided that I HATE that it was Meredith's sister. I mean, that's a telegraph of where they are going.

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GA: My heart broke for Cristina there. I've read around the web that her reaction could be read as relief or anguish, and I completely don't see it. It was all anguish from where I was sitting. Sure, she said she was free, but she didn't sound like she was enjoying it.

Kat, what you hate also irritates me. Oyveh is all I have to say to it.

Did "house-fixing" shopping today. That means replacing my normal bulbs with the curly one, finally getting machine washable place mats, a lock for my storage bin, a fan (dude, Vornado's at Bed Bath & Beyond? With me holding the 20% off coupon? I totally bought one for the living room).

I'm tired, and irritated. Some jackass was half parked in my parking spot when I got back with all my stuff. I saw him when he eventually ran back to get his car, and he wasn't even hanging out in my apartment complex. Jackass.

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Holy crap. All of my Vegas stories from this trip are bathroom related!

I went into the bathroom at a rest stop on the way back this morning. I walked in behind this woman. She was pretty picky about the bathroom and wanted a clean stall (and really, who doesn't). She went into the next stall over from me. She was one of those perchers. You know the type: The women who refuse to sit on a toilet seat.

Anyhow, lady could not hit the bowl. Instead she splashed the floor and almost me, a stall away. She proceeded to get onto her cell phone and talk from the stall (which is a phone foul). THEN she didn't flush the toilet nor wipe off the pee. NOR did she wash her hands.

My favorite thing? As I watched her walk away while talking on her cell phone. I noticed the splashes of urine on her pant leg.

Seriously? She was so freaking yucky.

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ita, that's how I saw it too.

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