Whaa? First Wave never made it to DVD? At least, nothing I can rent from Netflix? Bastids. Some of my favoritest memories in Phoenix was waking up on the weekend on my day off and watching the little SciFi fest of Farscape, Sliders, First Wave, and.... wasn't there a fourth?
Only reading good reviews about Star Trek. Even Wil Wheaton squee'd greatly about it, complete with photo of said squeeing. Hopefully, by this time tomorrow, I will have seen. Or, actually, this time tomorrow, I may be in the process OF seeing.
My bottom lip itches.
Been soooooooo freaking tired all day, though I had a solidish eight hours last night. It feels as if someone's licked my eyeballs.
Went from hating even the idea of meat to wanting to gnaw into a raw buffalo. Maybe my iron's low? That would 'splain the exhaustion.
Getting completely screwed on scheduling this weekend at work. I'm just sayin'. I won't be able to see Mom on Mommy's Day as I'm working open to close, but at this point I'm thankful to HAVE a Mom for Mom's Day. Tomorrow will be two months since the day she went into the hospital.
Can't decide if I'm hungry or not.
I get my cable fixed tomorrow. I'll finally get ABC, NBC, Fox, Channel 3, 5, and SciFi in again.
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