Doing a minor clean-up of my bookmarks really just drives home the need to do a major one. But the thought of it makes my brain start to slide into a boredom coma, so we won’t be holding our breath for that one.

Part of me wants to run some errands today. The rest of me just thinks about the snow on the ground and how cold it was yesterday just going out for the paper, and tells the first part it can go all by its fucking lonesome, thanks much.

The mother and I are currently on season 3 of Smallville. I was deeply tickled by the fact that Lex apparently gets clichedly gay when he goes off his rocker. Like, for whatever reason Michael Rosenbaum just kept sliding into girlish lisping during the big confrontation-with-Lionel/meltdown scene, and it was both surreal and utterly awesome. I love him a whole, whole lot.

I think I might sleep soon. My joints are getting achey, and that usually means I either need food or sleep. Should box up the item that guy bought from me first so it can go out today. Such fun.