And so it begins.

It was a crappy day. Cough's getting worse, 5 hours of sleep, cramps, backache--and that was all before I got to school. Then I bombed a math test. Then I had this Latin project that was done but apparently the language department's projector was broken so we had to give our PowerPoint hard copies to Magistra before school. But I couldn't find her. When I did find her, she said she found a projector. So I was irritated 'cause I freaked out for no reason.

And then I only had 2 minutes of class to present. So yeah.

Tonight Mom and I went to the bank. Cool. Then we watched The Three Musketeers, which was a lot of fun. Even though I was so tired I fell asleep for a little bit. It was good, though--really good. And D'Artangnan was hot.

And then I found out that Fox 17, which is run by Sinclair (which according to the ads are a bunch of bastards), is going off the air at 12:01 am tonight. Which means: No more House (except reruns on USA), and...well, last year it also would have meant no more new That 70's show, but since it's over (and the last season was a sad waste of my time)...it doesn't matter.

But no more House! Argh! DaHair and I (DaHair is in PE with me, and he really has Da Hair) are going to bemoan this for the rest of our days. Sometimes I need something not quite as chick-flicky as Grey's Anatomy. It's rare, but true.

Rrrr.

nebulia out.

*ponder*

Has anyone noticed that when House needs a small, insignificant place, he picks Des Moines?

Except for that one time when he picked Dubuque.

Hmmm. I'm almost insulted, but then I remember that it's House, and it's sunshine and rainbows again.

nebulia out.