Christ

I fucking love that show. *sigh* Queer as Folk. Best. Show. Ever. Um, you know, that and Buffy, and Angel, and all my other obsessions. Anyway, I just watched all of Season Three on DVD. I just love it so much. And then tomorrow I get to download the finale for Season Four and watch it. And then sit on my hands and go crazy till Season Five. *yawn* Wow, you know what? Darvicet makes you sleeeeepy. Anyway, QAF makes me so happy. And a bit sad, but still with the happy. That and painkillers ;) And fanfiction. Yes. Those things make me happy. Alright, so there's actually quite a few things that put that little hap in my e. The point is, season three has taken my mind, at least somewhat, away from what shall hence forth be referred to as "The Incident", and the pain inflicted. Well, I've always had a fear of sharp or broken glass...It's only been reinforced. *shudder* I feel terrible for the kid who shut the door though. He's called me a couple of times just to appologize over and over again. Poor guy.

Anyway, gotta get my tired ass to bed. Work tomorrow *whine* And I have to go to the ER to get my stitches looked at. And OOHH!!! I have next weekend off!!! Like, as in, the *whole* weekend. Friday - Sunday. That makes me so happy. Anyway...sleepy...*yawn* Ah, drug induced slumber. What's better?

One other thing...

If my sister calls me "stitch" one more time...I may just have to kill her.

Thank you, that will be all.