In future: remove cat, then open blinds.

So last night, I watched the last twenty minutes or so of the US Life on Mars. I had never actually watched any of the show before that, but having heard about the ending, I just had to see for myself. I am never going to get those twenty minutes of my life back. On the other hand, I can't stop laughing every time I think of it (seriously - CACKLING over here), so maybe it evens out? It was the best combination of bad writing, bad acting and large quantities of drugs EVER.

Well, if anyone was still in doubt as to the superiority of the British version... I can't imagine they are anymore.

Also also also you guys! This summer, we are getting a magi! And a house! *Gleebounceflail* This is the best news. A house. With people. And hopefully a yard for our crazy puppy. Hah! My mood icon pretty much sums up my feelings here.

Some of the emotional spaz of the last week or so has begun to fade, thankfully. Still only edging back toward productivity, which is annoying, but at least now I am not a ball of spaz and hat on Jaqui's lap, which was kind of the state of affairs for a couple days there.

I like today. Can I have more days like this?