Hah--I wish I could blame the falling down stairs on the drunk! But no, it happened earlier in the day, at home. And now I have a huge bruise on my forearm (which hit the edge of a stair) and on my ass (which, y'know, cushioned the blow).

I had the same thought, Laura, about the falling down the stairs leading to the bruising on the back. Poor meara, sounds like a lot of tender bruise spots.

Hey, all.

Love the idea of Buffista-officiated vow renewals! (Lord, I can see the costumed mass renewal at a F2F now...)

"Are y'all doin' onenna them cult-marriage thangs?"

"No, of cours-- um, kinda?"

"Cause Elmer and me, we got all the seasons of BSG and I can cook real good..."

"Wha—huh. Really? What do you like to cook?"

"Well, I do a mean caramel torte with black sea salt. Went on up to the Cordon Bleu when I got bored with Olympic dressage. But Elmer, he don't cook anything much. Anything he's got burning in his lab, I ain't putting in my mouth, no how."

"Hmm. Marvel or DC?"

"Both. Democrat or Republican?"

"Both. And neither. It's all fucked up. Blu-ray?"

"Yep. High-speed or...dial-up?"

"God, you don't have to be insulting!"

"Well, you cain't be too careful with your fandom's nowadays. Can't go along cult-kinda-group-maybe-marrying anyone."

"Dude, totally! So...um...got a costume? Oh! And a name?"

I wish I could blame the falling down stairs on the drunk! But no, it happened earlier in the day, at home.

Maybe we should bubble-wrap you.

All my comical injuries happen when I'm sober. Sometimes it would be nice to blame my lack of coordination on something.

You're a kind sister-in-law, vw.

I've been thinking about getting new pillows, and was in Marshall's earlier, and guess how much they cost? Thirteen bucks! WTF. I should get new ones more often.

I'm loving the Buffistas wedding-officiant smack-down and would love to be a witness to any/all vows and vow renewals.

Also - finally home after accidentally spending a week away for Christmas.

It was enjoyable - but it's nice to be home.

I need to get new pillows too, and I looked at them when I was last in TJ Maxx, and the current ones I have are Ralph Lauren, because that's what TJ Maxx had last time I was shopping for pillows, about ten years ago. And I started looking for Ralph Lauren pillows and wouldn't accept Calvin Klein pillows and then I got myself in this big snit about why was I trying to find designer pillows, and moreover what kind of world was it where there even were such a thing as designer pillows.

And then I had to leave the store.

Because I could recognize my mood and it wasn't going anywhere that wasn't going to end up with me in jail for protesting pillows. Which, what kind of cause is that to plant your flag?

So, like, I have to try again when I'm in ABQ next week. And also I tore my awesome flannel fitted sheet so now I have to replace that too.

Ha. I didn't get the designer pillows, partly because I couldn't stop dithering about what level of firmness I actually wanted and eventually just grabbed something and ran.

Also? AARGH STUDENTS STOP TELLING ME WHEN YOU ARE HIGH ON FACEBOOK! I realize you're high, so you don't realize you're telling me, particularly, but it is taking an increasing amount of effort to ignore! Sheesh.

I feel similarly (but less so, obviously) about my little cousin. OK, so she's 18, but still.