Needless to say, I've been watching Babylon 5 all day. Yummy. Of course now I'm going to have to buy the rest of the seasons. Even though season one had Michael O'Hare (edging out Bruce Boxleitner as the worst dramatic actor on television) and season two was just one obnoxious foreshadowing after another with the addition of Bruce Boxleitner at his most annoying, they both had their moments. And season 5... well, if only to see the finale. There was nothing more cathartic than watching Babylon 5 explode. I would suggest Stargate go out in a similar fashion but they've already blown up the gate at least twice. Too bad.

My air conditioner in sitting on my desk. It's really large and heavy and I still can't fathom why a few nights ago after stumbling in from work at 12:30 at night, exhausted and doped up on cold medicine, I decided I needed to haul my A/C unit out of the window and leave it on my desk. Granted, I should have taken it out months ago but it's been so warm I never felt a real compelling need... until Friday night, go figure.

I gotta go do laundry.

That game was absurd. I'm still not sure how much of it actually happened and how much I dreamed while I was floating in and out of my drug-induced stupor. I really need to get rid of this goddamned cold.