A battered wreck

I've gotten home later than expected, sore, cranky, still pissy over DST, and beset by allergies (thus the cranky).

While I ate dinner, I watched my tape of "Reaper". Ah, the magic is back.

Would've helped if I'd watched episode one first, but eating in front of my PC is a disaster in the making and I got home hungry and in need of some entertainment.

Without televised entertainment, I expect I'd have to make a more concerted effort in driving the people around me crazy.

Thank goodness for TV.