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So, we didn't watch eleven episodes of Sports Night today. We watched five. So addictive.
I was sorta underwhelmed by tonight's Queer Eye, though - there's only so many times it can be interesting to hear Kyan tell a guy to shave during or after the shower because that's when your beard's softest. But maybe I'm just cranky because I've promised Art Van an obscene amount of money for an unneccessarily nice bed, and had to drive over there a total of four times to prove to them that I'm going to be living where I'm going to be living when I want them to bring me my bed. Plus? They only deliver Tuesdays and Fridays, I'm moving on Sunday and so guess who's sleeping on the floor for two nights? Me. None of which is the Fab Five's fault, but. Y'know. It's out there.
Also, watching The Daily Show, and - Operation Victory Bounty? God, I wish they'd made that up. Can I move to Canada yet? I'm wearing my shirt today, with the polar bear. I'm ready. I could go. Right now. Seriously.
ETA: I *did* get a letter today from my senator, Carl Levin, thanking me for my letter telling him not to support a constitutional amendment defining marriage as a union between one man and one woman - so apparently those websites that let you send your senator a letter really do work. And he assures me that "It does not require a constitutional amendment to afford legal protection to a civil union between persons of the same sex, an action which I favor." Which makes it sound like I was asking him to pass an amendment of some sort, but, hey, what do you want from a form letter?
I was sorta underwhelmed by tonight's Queer Eye, though - there's only so many times it can be interesting to hear Kyan tell a guy to shave during or after the shower because that's when your beard's softest. But maybe I'm just cranky because I've promised Art Van an obscene amount of money for an unneccessarily nice bed, and had to drive over there a total of four times to prove to them that I'm going to be living where I'm going to be living when I want them to bring me my bed. Plus? They only deliver Tuesdays and Fridays, I'm moving on Sunday and so guess who's sleeping on the floor for two nights? Me. None of which is the Fab Five's fault, but. Y'know. It's out there.
Also, watching The Daily Show, and - Operation Victory Bounty? God, I wish they'd made that up. Can I move to Canada yet? I'm wearing my shirt today, with the polar bear. I'm ready. I could go. Right now. Seriously.
ETA: I *did* get a letter today from my senator, Carl Levin, thanking me for my letter telling him not to support a constitutional amendment defining marriage as a union between one man and one woman - so apparently those websites that let you send your senator a letter really do work. And he assures me that "It does not require a constitutional amendment to afford legal protection to a civil union between persons of the same sex, an action which I favor." Which makes it sound like I was asking him to pass an amendment of some sort, but, hey, what do you want from a form letter?