THE MIKE AND CONNIE SHOW IS COMING BACK ON WEDNESDAY, YOU GUYS. I went to do inventory on my TiVo queue, and lo, there it is again. It's been gone for FOUR WEEKS (of misery!), and it's... sad how happy that just made me. (Three! more! episodes, too!) (And hey, look,
now you guys get to see what color glasses I wear when I watch this show.)
Speaking of (sort of), I just had to record tonight's L&O: CI, since a) Jeff Goldblum; b) TiVo's episode description is: Nichols and Wheeler enter the world of aspiring artists when a young hipster is found stabbed in an ethnically charged neighborhood. Basically, I'll already ready to call it: machete-wielding cyclist in Williamsburg. Since, like,
it happens.
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In other news, I'm laying around like a useless heap today because it's 90 degrees outside and 81 in here (wtf wtf) and yet Mother refuses to turn the air on. (Apparently they haven't come to change the filters yet, and she's convinced that, I don't know, we've accumulated swine flu* spores in them during the winter or something.) These weather shenanigans are supposed to last through Tuesday, and I don't know, guys. I fear I may melt to death in my own home.
* Too soon?
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I wish it was already tomorrow. THEN I COULD BE WATCHING ANOTHER EPISODE OF ASHES TO ASHES.
Oh well. Finishing my freeform Bones babyfic will have to suffice. PFFT.