Girls Night Out! Great show, great cast, and I'm sad it's over. But we will continue to hold reunions at douchebag bars.
More girls, but the CSz kind. Ladiez Cook and Clean at TNo's place with a good percentage of CSz women represented. We got serious and made pasta. Serious pasta.
Halloween! Matt and I both went the cartoon route (ugh, I get it, the Flash is a comic not a carto-zzzzzzzzzzzzzz). Regardless here we are, The Flash and Jem!
Other things to report...I was thisclose to being in a commercial for the first time in my life. That was an exciting four days of jumping whenever my phone rang. But really, it was. Despite my lack of funds and the adjustment to rejection, I manage to remind myself how happy I am to be in the position to get that phone call.
And speaking of life progress, I'm fully embracing the fact that I can't live without TV. Maybe some elitist "readers" or "outdoor enthusiasts" will look down their noses at me, but I'm not afraid to admit it anymore. A few weeks ago for financial reasons I decided to go without cable for the first time in my life. Without a digital converter, I've had nothing but DVDs, radio and buffering internet video. Until today. The digital box I borrowed from a friend at work finally decided to cooperate with my TV and like magic, network television appeared. I had never been so happy to see Two and a Half Men. TV is just a fixture. I had all these aspirations of silence and work and self discovery. But instead I would just take too much time to locate my desired Buffy episode on DVD so I could have something on while I stood in the kitchen doing dishes. When you live alone, the TV is your roommate. And if my roommate can't passively talk to me, I'm not ok. So I said it. I need my TV.
And now I have to go and fall asleep watching the Home Shopping Network. Or telenovelas.
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