delga | { also: I just ran over my own foot with my chair. }

Being home has its advantages: sleep patterns. Get to be early, wake up at reasonable time. Am well-rested if nothing else. Well enough that I'm actually remembering dreams quite vividly. Yesterday it was a SGA/Buzzcocks fest (with DANCING) and last night it was a Mad Men dream. Peggy got ratty at everyone, tried to prove Joan's worth to her, and then got fired (even though Don didn't want that; idk). It was weird. I woke up unsure whether or not it was a real episode (obvs. not because the whole thing took place in a super-super-long conference room, wtf). So, that's that.

I also had that fucking Forlani/Harmon/JDM dream again. OH BRAIN, WHY SO FUCKED UP?

Am waiting for things to turn up: shows, books, etc. Think I'm going to sit back and read until things are ready, which is a Good Plan. Was thinking about watching Standoff at lunch time but in order to fit the run into the 2-week slot, Sky3 isn't showing the best episodes. So it's a good thing I caught One Shot Stop otherwise there'd have been no point. (I mean, come on - why wouldn't you show Lie to Me?)

Goshdarn, I thought Spooks would be out by now, but it looks like they won't be airing until the last week of October, wtf.