I am so blissed-out right now it's not even funny. Like, just - whoah. It literally took me twenty minutes to walk home (two blocks) because I kept stumbling into trees and bushes and whatnot. Even though I have a headache from the funky pillows, I am so full of love for PT class and their free (practice) massages. (Though I might feel differently in a couple hours, should the headache / neckache / jaw
ache not go away.)
It was actually a very interesting experience, mostly because a) it was my first time to get a massage by someone who knows what they are doing, and b) I am extremely
ticklish, to the point that it was basically forty minutes of tense and relax, tense and relax. In any case...2.
My sister is watching Milk
! Of her own volition! I consider this a major achievement in my pinko liberal commie brainwashing campaign.3.
Thanks to Burn Notice
, Daniel Jackson is not only a crazy anthropologist, but a psychotic ex-CIA agent who tries to kill Michael
! Four times! But who is actually surprisingly likable! (And yes, I
thought the season finale was good. Even if I was a little distracted by Victor - I must've spent the first thirty minutes going, "No. Wait. Is that- It can't be. It is! Is it?"
Apparently, it is
. And, wow. Michael Shanks is actually quite talented at this whole acting thing, isn't he?4.
Also, icon on my PM post. THAT IS NOT MINE! I want my Gene icon back, damn it.
Whoops. Never mind.