I have GOT to get those socks.

I'm becoming quite interested in socks, actually. OK, admittedly, it started with pirate socks. But then my mommy got me some striped socks and I started wearing them to meetings. And then I realized I was into socks but was being intimidated by my brother's formidable sock collection. But then I flipped over and said "WHY NOT ME?" and now my socks are on par with Adam's and in many cases, kick Adam's socks' asses. So there: another hill conquered.

It finally happend, people; a big Thanksgiving weekend markdown made me finally go starkers and order the complete Buffies and complete Angels on DVDs for no other reason than to save space on my shelves. Between the sales and the dollar, I'm getting both for under two hundred, and I can sell my old DVDs for something in that ballpark. It feels like a no-brainer, but then so many things do.

Can I just say for the billionth time how much I'm enjoying the scripted reality TV show that is House this season? I mean I guess I knew that Cameron and Chase and Foreman were always pretty extraneous, but I had no idea how much so till the new ducklings showed up. Fuck, were the originals even in last week's episode? I don't remember. Hey I hope Kumar wins. I love that guy.