To be. In England. In the summertime.

Damn. I just watched the premier for Studio 60. I'd watched the second episode before leaving on my trip, and was worried because it seemed limp and failed to snap. This episode was doing the stuff I was hoping for. I missed the last five minutes because USA is wicked ritahded but I'm actually looking forward to seeing the other episodes rather than saying 'enh I might as well since TiVo went to all the trouble of recording them for me'.
I picked up my new prescription and am not thrilled with the prospect of starting a new medication. I kind of like not being on a medication. It makes me happy. I'll see if I can get over my medication issues.
Tried on my wedding tuxedo (vest and cravat rather than cummerbund and bowtie) and they should have something in tomorrow that is wider across the shoulders. Or perhaps longer in the sleeve, but I'm hoping.
Lunch with Aelf at the fabulous Star of Siam in Soquel (Rice! That I can eat! Thom Kha *Artichoke*!) and sushi boat dinner with Miss Friday where I got to wave at the crab as it went around. And around. And around.
Plus I saw a housemate. Twice this week! And with potential viewing a third time on Sunday.
Finally got my grocery shopping done. I can have salad for lunch at work again. Yay me.
Still fighting the general failure to accomplish anything. We'll see how that plays out.

Can you repeat the question?

Friday! And it's question time!
I'll try to respond in a timely fashion but I'm not sure how crazy work's going to be and it's my first day back in a couple of weeks.

Just can't get enough

More nattering about Studio 60.
I love that their first guest star was Felicity Huffman. And I love that the production company is called 'Shoe Money'.

I am avoiding Tower Records, and their going out of business sale. It pains me to do so.