I. am. so. tired. Just got home from bday party with Franny, which was lovely. DH is on his way home from another bday party for Isaac, after
dropping Isaac off at his first sleep over.
I fear this will end in a phone call at 11 pm, but for now I am happy. Sleep over.
Now I just need to find a way to arrange two sleep overs on the same night.
Thanks for the list, DCP.
Burrell, hope Isaac's night goes smoothly!
Aaaand, the dog is now stuck in the car it came in. Why not just crate it at home?
This week's Primeval was deeply stupid. But even considering that I can't consider the team the dumbest on TV. Nor Torchwood. That award has to go to CSI: Miami. What a bunch of fuckups.
Armed private yachts offering pirate-hunting cruises off Somalia.
I can't be the only one rooting for the pirates in this instance, can I?
Suddenly they seem like the good (or merely better) guys.
Sometimes the bad guys are the only good guys you get.
Parker!
Can someone explain to me why I bloody the knuckles on my right hand every time I go to the ER? I can't work out when or where I'm cutting them.