What a world, what a life...

I'm still happy. It's crazy.

I got to see the final few episodes of BTVS, thanks to FX. After seeing them, I'm not as irate as I was about the way storylines wrapped as I was just reading wildfeeds. It's not quite the way I would have ended things, but it was good enough for me. Craig, are you getting the new season of Angel over there yet? Chock full of Spikey goodness.

What else is new? Well, I'm not working out like I should, and I'm throughly shamed. I have tons of free time today, maybe I'll spare a half hour and go exercise. Better yet, I'll wait until my husband is home and make him go too. When did he get so big? When we met, he was tall and scrawny. Now he's all beefy. I shudder to think how big his arms could actually get if he lifted on a regular basis. But then again... kinda over the scrawny guy thing and into the muscles now. ~Grin~

Just for nostalgia's sake, what was I posting a year ago around this time? Let's see...

An Open Letter to the Guy in the White Van.
The traffic was stopped, and I didn't pull ahead so people like you could still pull out into the other lane. Several other people made it past me with no problem. But you don't seem to be very aware of the size of your vehicle. You clipped my bumper with your big white piece of crap. I have white paint on my bumper now. You noticed that you hit me. I know you did. But you just weren't going to acknowledge your f@#! up at all, were you? No, it's no big deal that you cut your turn too close and HIT MY CAR, you've got places to be. I wish I could have followed your inept a$$ all the way across town and pointed out what a hapless idiot you are and made you give my money for the paint job that will be necessary if i want to cover up the ugly white blotch on my red car. I will have to settle for hoping that the fates are kind and give you just what you deserve... something along the lines of genital warts.

All of you out there on the roads, you're idiots. I hate you. Haaaaaaaaaate.

Ah, good times.