Jilli, why? Not spooky enough? Cause I could see that.

Nope. I just got out of the habit of watching TV after I moved out on my own, and didn't watch any show with regularity until Pete dragged me into watching the X-Files. Another friend called me on the night of the Buffy premier and ordered me to turn it on.

I'm waiting for Pushing Daisies to be released on DVD, and then I'll catch up with that.

There ought to be another gothy sitcom(with all props to the Addams.) There's a baby goth in Bobby's class on King of the Hill a few times.

My favorite is when Ross is trying to get the sofa upstairs. "PIVOT! PIVOT!" You can tell the actors are all cracking up. Makes me giggle even to think about it!

It was because of this episode that JZ would yell "Pivot! Pi-VOTT!" at Matilda when she was switching breasts for breastfeeding.

I'm doing database stuff and omg there is a town in Illinois called "Hometown."

Daisy! When are you coming out here again??

As soon as I can figure out when Jon and I can get there. We talked about it not too long ago. I'll have to bring it up again next week. I talk about it all the time. In fact after Diablo Cody won her award, we were talking about "Candy Girl"-the book she wrote about stripping, and I told Jon "You know where I got that book?" Without even looking up and as if it were the answer to everything, he said, "San Francisco."

Yemen still makes me laugh, even when it shouldn't.

"When we get to Yemen, can I stay with you?"

It was because of this episode that JZ would yell "Pivot! Pi-VOTT!" at Matilda when she was switching breasts for breastfeeding.

It was because of this episode that JZ would yell "Pivot! Pi-VOTT!" at Matilda when she was switching breasts for breastfeeding.

BWAH!

Can I waste the rest of the day looking at lolcats?

It was because of this episode that JZ would yell "Pivot! Pi-VOTT!" at Matilda when she was switching breasts for breastfeeding.

Snerk.

there is a town in Illinois called "Hometown."

Seriously, IL has all the weird-ass town names. Or at least weird pronunciations. (signed, still boggled at San JOES. And AY-thens. And KAY-ro.)

It's my understanding that, once a person has kids, you don't always get to do what you want with your weekend.

I know. I know. I said I was probably being a Bad Mommy. But I'm good at other aspects of motherhood, I really am. I'm patient. I'm affectionate. I explain things well and I try to make the reading of bedtime stories into an art form. I just suck at the enforced sociability with other parents aspect of it, and also at knowing and doing what's expected for pageants and parties and things, and holidays keep creeping up on me like this.

And...it's just too much in one weekend. I could deal with all this stuff if it was spread out so I only had to deal with strangers and my own social awkwardness once or twice per weekend, but I feel like I'll barely ever be home for this one. I'm just So. Damn. Tired. I'm trying so hard to keep everything together and it feels like everything is coming apart at the seams and I just want a little time to REST.