I'm giving my day the finger (as did DH in the movie of the icon)

Well, why not?

I'm cold, ouchy and cranky.

Watching last night's SGA did not improve my disposition. It was pathetic, really. The boys' club writers' room SO needs a couple of women in there to unclog their brains stuffed with testosterone (or stinky cheese).

Luckily I was able to redeem the day (and avoid the bleach for my eyes) by watching several episodes of Boston Legal. Provocative, intelligent and, yes, sexual. But certainly not insulting to the viewers or pandering to juvenile ::apologises to teenagers:: whims and fantasies.

The other highlight of my day was lunch. Pastrami and swiss on REAL pumpernickel with dijon mustard, nuked for 40 seconds.

John interrupted entertaining his guests to fulfill his nurse function about an hour ago. Well, he also nipped out for milk around the corner. Now I just have to warm up and ... eventually go to sleep. Church awaits. But I don't wanna face the cold and snow and yucky stuff. ::whines:: Okay, okay. You're not listening.

Nighty-night hugs,
Helenka (who craves intelligent TV)

I'm giving my day the finger (as did DH in the movie of the icon)

Well, why not?

I'm cold, ouchy and cranky.

Watching last night's SGA did not improve my disposition. It was pathetic, really. The boys' club writers' room SO needs a couple of women in there to unclog their brains stuffed with testosterone (or stinky cheese).

Luckily I was able to redeem the day (and avoid the bleach for my eyes) by watching several episodes of Boston Legal. Provocative, intelligent and, yes, sexual. But certainly not insulting to the viewers or pandering to juvenile ::apologises to teenagers:: whims and fantasies.

The other highlight of my day was lunch. Pastrami and swiss on REAL pumpernickel with dijon mustard, nuked for 40 seconds.

John interrupted entertaining his guests to fulfill his nurse function about an hour ago. Well, he also nipped out for milk around the corner. Now I just have to warm up and ... eventually go to sleep. Church awaits. But I don't wanna face the cold and snow and yucky stuff. ::whines:: Okay, okay. You're not listening.

Nighty-night hugs,
Helenka (who craves intelligent TV)