So...

Mar 09, 2005 05:23

It's snowing buckets. My Dad and I sat at the window for a half hour, watching cars slide backwards down the hill.

Last night I saw two raccons fighting out the same window. I never knew what horrible sounds they made.

Devon had appendicitis. He had surgery on Saturday, and came home from the hospital last night. I'm playing nurse, and making lots of smoothies for him, and propping him up to give him painkillers and water. He cries alot in his sleep.

I finished all the Angel videos, and now I don't know what to do with myself... Now for a little self indulgence:

haptotrope, you may be the only person who can tolerate it.

Hmmm. I think the first two seasons are my favorite. Doyle was probably my favorite character of all- and he died in the first season, so... !$@^#$^%!... But his death was instrumental in the plot developement, so I forgive them.

I was getting kind of pissed at the producers/creators for the last two seasons- I didn't like what they did to Fred, but end then end I liked Alyria [sic?], and I felt the plot pulled itself all back together and all was forgiven by the last episode. Except that they ended it. I can't forgive them that X(

I suppose all things must come to an end... but I could have taken much more. Hah.
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