I totally overslept today, and it is because I was up too late reading the Rock's autobiography (published 2000). Shut up, I love the Rock. Anyway, the book was part of this month's $5-for-a-grocery-bag library book sale haul.
Still managed to get to work in time for my flu shot. I've never had one before, but I've gotten pretty bad cases of the flu in the past couple years, so it would be nice not to catch it in Boston. Here's hoping.
My crockpot chicken curry turned out really well yesterday. Am still looking forward to having a damn stove again.
Also: I know that many of you have been raving about the new Doctor Who for ages, so I can't really blame you for not telling me about it, but holy fuck, SO FUCKING GOOD. Naturally, I managed to watch the two-part second season finale on YouTube (this was before I got engrossed in the life and times of the Rock) and now know exactly how the first two seasons ultimately end, which is
upsetting, because goddamn, Rose is so hot. So is the Doctor, but you know, it's rare that I get to watch a pairing on TV where I would happily do both of them and now I have to know going in that she's going to get shunted off to a parallel universe? Poor Rose. God.
I have still put the first season on my Amazon wishlist. I should mention this to my mother, who keeps asking what I want for my birthday.