Wheeee! Sun!
Feb. 13th, 2005 02:34 amIt's sunny. Damn, I've needed that. I've hit February slump in a BIG way. Just been dragging the last few weeks. School, especially, has been tough. It's pretty much "I'm here and awake. What more do you want from me?" Part of it is that it's the same classes as fall. I don't get that fresh start after the holidays. Blah.
We're having folks for dinner tonight. It was *supopsed* to be me, my folks, a couple of their adult firends. Instead, my dad invited one of his friend's whole family. Two little kids. Who will whine about the food. (I was a picky eater, too. But I didn't complain. I just politly refused it with a "No, thank you.") Anyway, I'm a bit bummed, because I wanted an ADULT dinner. As in no kids. *sigh*.
House, MD. I adore this show. This last week's show was great. I loved House with the med students. Next week's promises to be amazing. Cranky, sarcastic docotrs. Gotta love 'em.
Stargate. I sketched down my thoughts during the show.
SG1: Hmmmm, either Jack's having a party, that's a long-term supply, or he drinks too much. (Not that his job isn't a great excuse for the last one). And... poker. It's a party. But when does he have time to maintain friendships with civilians. I mean, the way things work, he'll miss the game and he can't just say "Well, aliens tried to invade Earth. Again."
And his use of the cell phone after Kinsey unplugged the wall unit. Best use of a cell phone ever.
"Missed an episode." Yeah, I know that feeling.
Look! It's the cigar smoking man! (This is SO the week for sly comments aimed at the audience).
What is it with Danny and pushy women? Oooo, and she dissed his langauge skills. Bwhahahahaha!
Next week, what would really happen if a fan ended up in the Stargate universe.
Atlantis: Rodney. I love Rodney. He has all the manners of a moose. And he has no intuition. But he is paranoid as all heck. And often right.
Major! Don't you watch Star Trek? Alien nookie is bad news. It never ends well, even if she *doesn't* try and kill you. And now Rodney agrees with me. Hah. I knew there was a reason I liked him.
We're having folks for dinner tonight. It was *supopsed* to be me, my folks, a couple of their adult firends. Instead, my dad invited one of his friend's whole family. Two little kids. Who will whine about the food. (I was a picky eater, too. But I didn't complain. I just politly refused it with a "No, thank you.") Anyway, I'm a bit bummed, because I wanted an ADULT dinner. As in no kids. *sigh*.
House, MD. I adore this show. This last week's show was great. I loved House with the med students. Next week's promises to be amazing. Cranky, sarcastic docotrs. Gotta love 'em.
Stargate. I sketched down my thoughts during the show.
SG1: Hmmmm, either Jack's having a party, that's a long-term supply, or he drinks too much. (Not that his job isn't a great excuse for the last one). And... poker. It's a party. But when does he have time to maintain friendships with civilians. I mean, the way things work, he'll miss the game and he can't just say "Well, aliens tried to invade Earth. Again."
And his use of the cell phone after Kinsey unplugged the wall unit. Best use of a cell phone ever.
"Missed an episode." Yeah, I know that feeling.
Look! It's the cigar smoking man! (This is SO the week for sly comments aimed at the audience).
What is it with Danny and pushy women? Oooo, and she dissed his langauge skills. Bwhahahahaha!
Next week, what would really happen if a fan ended up in the Stargate universe.
Atlantis: Rodney. I love Rodney. He has all the manners of a moose. And he has no intuition. But he is paranoid as all heck. And often right.
Major! Don't you watch Star Trek? Alien nookie is bad news. It never ends well, even if she *doesn't* try and kill you. And now Rodney agrees with me. Hah. I knew there was a reason I liked him.