I want to see you / as you are now
Worked today. All I have to say about that is that I'm pretty sure my left shoulder is a few inches higher than my right, and I got home about five hours ago. I just can't get it to relax.
Anyway, I somehow caught bits of an episode of Miami Medical the other day (was that last night? I can't remember). Eh. But I have to say, when did Jeremy Northam get so...old? I mean, he's not, not really (uh, okay, just checked imdb, he's 48, so a few years older than I thought, but still not old). But he looked so old. Is it just me? Just the make-up/hair for the show?
Got to talk to O today. (Note to those who know me in real life, apparently I am a more entertaining way of passing time while waiting for the bus than, say, reading or people-watching). Anyway, we were talking and eventually we started talking NCIS because we talk about it a lot she'd just watched the last ep. And she made a most brilliant diagnosis. Made even more brilliant by the fact that she's not a medical doctor or qualified mental health professional. She diagnosed the whole NCIS Writer's Room with ADD. And after I finished laughing (thank goodness I wasn't drinking anything), I started thinking about this epidemic amongst television writers. And then I was explaining Bones and then I read this post, which was the last of three parts about romance on television, specifically the 'Will They, Won't They' Is The Key To Future Ratings Happiness fallacy. So I'm working on some theories, if anyone gives a rat's, or has case studies to share, or shows to get me hooked on to (dis)prove my point (whatever that ends up being).
I'll spare you the weather update (indoor or outdoor), but I must say it was an absolutely beautiful day today and I'm incredibly jealous I couldn't enjoy more of it. The azaleas are really popping, the tree I thought was dead has rather sturdy bright leaves randomly sprouting about and the lawn Really Needs To Be Mowed, dammit.
Anyway, I somehow caught bits of an episode of Miami Medical the other day (was that last night? I can't remember). Eh. But I have to say, when did Jeremy Northam get so...old? I mean, he's not, not really (uh, okay, just checked imdb, he's 48, so a few years older than I thought, but still not old). But he looked so old. Is it just me? Just the make-up/hair for the show?
Got to talk to O today. (Note to those who know me in real life, apparently I am a more entertaining way of passing time while waiting for the bus than, say, reading or people-watching). Anyway, we were talking and eventually we started talking NCIS because we talk about it a lot she'd just watched the last ep. And she made a most brilliant diagnosis. Made even more brilliant by the fact that she's not a medical doctor or qualified mental health professional. She diagnosed the whole NCIS Writer's Room with ADD. And after I finished laughing (thank goodness I wasn't drinking anything), I started thinking about this epidemic amongst television writers. And then I was explaining Bones and then I read this post, which was the last of three parts about romance on television, specifically the 'Will They, Won't They' Is The Key To Future Ratings Happiness fallacy. So I'm working on some theories, if anyone gives a rat's, or has case studies to share, or shows to get me hooked on to (dis)prove my point (whatever that ends up being).
I'll spare you the weather update (indoor or outdoor), but I must say it was an absolutely beautiful day today and I'm incredibly jealous I couldn't enjoy more of it. The azaleas are really popping, the tree I thought was dead has rather sturdy bright leaves randomly sprouting about and the lawn Really Needs To Be Mowed, dammit.