First,
True Blood.
1. Amnesia!Eric is simultaneously the cutest and ten times more terrifying than Evil Mastermind!Eric ever was. Mastermind!Eric at least understood the existence of a moral compass, even if he only applied it under select circumstance. Amnesia!Eric is like a child god: absolutely horrifying and impossibly attractive. And Skarsgaard manages to play it all. At once. I am loving this storyline so much.
2. Alcide. DAMN, but that man has abs up to here. And I think the writers penned this episode with the explicit intent to flaunt them. Also, Sookie fits REALLY well against his chest. Also, Debbie isn't fooling anyone (but Alcide).
3. Jason was the cutest with that little werepanther girl who was trying to abuse him. (This sentence would mak no sense anywhere other than in reference to this show. Just saying.) He's also a badass spear hunter. Must be all the church training.
4. So now they're going to make him and Hoyt fight over the same vamp? That had better end well, or I'm going to be very sad. *sadface*
5. Bill is singularly uninteresting these days. Although I'm beginning to think he's an even more frightening manipulative bastard than Eric was, if only because he's so bloody *focused*
6. Sam + Small Children FTW. I wonder who the were-daddy is? (something tells me we're going to find out soon enough and in very unpleasant ways)
7. Just when I start to dislike Tommy and all he stands for, I remember that the kid just can't win for losing. He gets my sadface, too. I hope the fighting ring gets busted by an undercover agent who picks him out to take on as his/her special rehabilitation project, so after living the cozy life as a dog for a while, he can start clean as a person. Or something.
So, in summary, lots of abs, and almost, just before Alcide transformed, a hint of more.
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In real life, not much new to report.
My kitten (who's not so much a kitten anymore, but a very small cat) ate one of Henry's pain pills, but I think I managed to get it all out of her stomach/system in time.
Henry's recovering well from the second surgery.
I have bad news for one of my favorite clients (one of my only almost-friends in town) that I've been dreading giving all weekend.
I feel like I've been leading along a guy (same guy as before) because I really really like hanging out with him, but the idea of anything more just sets me running for the hills. If only I could man up and tell him that's how I feel. But I think that would ruin my only other friendship in the region.
Been considering applying for another job, closer to Pittsburgh. I have a good idea of the pros and cons (my friend already works at the practice), but I haven't been able to take the plunge. The devil you know, I guess... IDEK
In more pleasant news, my XMFC Alex/Hank story that began with the very simple thought: "I want Hank to be really protective and badass, like a giant, blue guard dog" is now 4000 words and counting. Also, VACATION NEXT WEEK! I Cannot. Even. Wait.