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I've become even more of a crazy icon-collector, which is just... it's not good, people. Not good. As is finishing good books. I'm about to finish "One Hundred Years of Solitude," (which I was supposed to have finished for school sometime last week, but there was no school, so whatever) and I actually put it down 'cause I don't want it to end. I really love it.
School tomorrow, finally. Apparently about five hundred things are due that I completely didn't do. Which is all kinds of bad. But LA LA LA!
I started reading the most amazing five-piece investigation thing today. It's about a kid in Minnesota who died within a week of some as-of-yet unexplained blood condition in 2004. It's a fascinating piece- I teared up more than a few times, but just the sheer unexplainability of it all makes it worth reading.
I also feel like I should go burn candles to the FPL gods because people who live two blocks away from me are still without power. If I didn't have power ten days after the storm I would have, like, committed suicide. No joke.
Watched 4.21 and 4.22 of Alias today- Lena. Oh, gom, Lena. How I miss Lena. And Mia! Oh. Oh, Mia. I miss her. Then I watched "Reckoning," which is what would have been on TNT if I had cable. I also found out that starting next week, TNT is moving Alias from 6 PM to 4 PM because apparently everyone wants to screw with Alias. Miserable, miserable people.
But oh, "Reckoning." There was two instances of non-Laura, before they hired Lena; and SpyGolf, and Sydney being an absolute monster to her father, and everyone looks so young and fresh and OH MY GOD Will. I miss Will. And Francie! I even miss Francie.
Brilliant Brunette conditioner smells good. And makes brunette hair brilliant. I'm jus' sayin'.