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I am such a diva.

Seriously. My last post? Pathetic.

I'm in the high-tech business! I know that information flows in at warp speed and part of my job is to manage it well.

I guess I just wasn't managing it well right at that moment so I whined a little.

I apologize. You guys deserve better than that. Like TV trivia, perhaps.

Ok, so what about Dexter? Is anyone watching that right now? I am so hooked on that show, when Deborah dropped yet another f-bomb in a conversation in the last episode, I looked at G.G. and said, 'You know, she's charming in kind of a prickly, fresh, no bullshit way.' He just looked at me and said he didn't think she could be considered charming..that wasn't quite the right word.

Ok, G.G.

And what about House??? I love that show, I do, but I have to confess, it's starting to wear on me a little. I'm tiring of the incessant mind games, though I love the new characters, and the reintro of the older ones...that was cool. But it's starting to feel strained and really contrived to me. This has happened before, where I'm forced to take a House break, so I'm not too worried, just noticing is all.

And Grey's Anatomy? WTH? Teddy..poor Teddy. And Derek and Meredith, can they handle this setback? And what about Avery and Lexi and...there is a whole buttload of darkness right now that they need to start digging out of, in  my opin. The prior episode had some of the older style lightness and banter and general humor that we've all come to love in those characters/situations..but this last one. Yikes. I had just started to believe that the beloved crew could work their myriad problems out..now, I'm not so sure. And honestly, I would have watched this week's episode no matter what anyway!

Oh, and those of you who know me will love this. I won the football pool this week! It was no small feat, and it came down to points at the very end (which my boss, who happened to be in the running, too, is protesting...something about combined score closest to, but not over, which was the rule for the last pool we had but not for this one so I was two points over the combined but he was six points under so technically I was closest) so it was exciting and G.G. actually kept me updated during the annual boys soccer banquet last night..he'd occasionally whisper the score...which felt a little clandestine, and fun..

I don't know for sure what the pot looks like, but I'm going to split it with G.G.

Because we all know that without his insight, I'd NEVER stand a chance of winning that silly pool, even for just one week.
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