Countdown...

I *want* to say happy Lost day, but...A) it's technically the last one and it's hard to be happy about that and B) I just spent the last couple hours crying, wondering if my dog will live to see June. I'll just go ahead and say it and spend the next four hours trying my damndest to forget everything that has happened today so I can enjoy this last regular hour of one of the first shows in a long time I will truly miss.

Happy "Lost" day!

(Sob)

Lost - Episode 6x16

Ep 16 - What They Died For

So I spent most of the day trying to divine solutions to limitations in various Office programs, which totally taxed my brain and felt like stubbornly trying to fit a square peg into a round hole. For a while I wished I could just go home and vegetate and NOT THINK for the rest of the night. Then I remembered what day it was and realized that wasn't going to happen.

I spent the hour before the show started screaming in pain every minute or so from something I still haven't identified. It feels like I was bitten by about a dozen fire ants, but I wasn't and I can't figure out what it *could* be. Luckily, the ibuprofen kicked in by the time the show started.

I mention all this because I suspect I may start sounding really loopy and stupid at some point in this review and I wanted y'all to know why.

 

( What They Died For....sniffle )