Winter is officially here

I'm not quite sure how it can go from a high of 70 degrees on Wednesday afternoon to a high of 32 degrees today with freezing rain and snow. It was less than 24 hours people! Amazing.
I had a very uneventful day. I went in to work this morning, as I only live about four miles from the clinic. It was just raining when I got to work, but I'd only been there for about fifteen minutes when the freezing rain started.
Needless to say, all of my patients cancelled. So I went home. Unfortunately, my secretary was not able to get into work this morning, so there wasn't anyone in the office to answer the phones, so I had to forward the phones to my cell phone so that I could answer calls all day. I only got about twelve or so calls. Even though I was in my comfy clothes and at home, I felt like I was still working.
So the original forecast for today and tomorrow called for an inch of ice followed by 8 to 12 inches of snow. That's a lot of freakin' snow man. Last I checked, the forecast has now been revised to only 1 to 3 inches of snow. How can there be that much variation? I'm stumped.
I was planning to start my long runs up again this week, but if there's several inches of snow and ice on the ground, I'll probably be delaying it for another week. Formal training doesn't start until the week of the 10th, but I would really like to get two longer runs in before starting to ramp up my mileage.
I've got a 5k race on Sunday, which I'll still probably run, even if there's snow on the ground, as I'm already registered and I'd hate to back out after I've paid my entry fee. I know, how cheap am I?

Ha, ha...funny

I'll admit it: I 'heart' JT.

So I like the new layout with Google...

But I really don't like this having to sign in through a different home page, which I can never find bullshit. Really, is it that necessary to add a whole nother step to my log in process? I think not. I do like that the sidebar tracks how many posts I've done over the past several months, and gives the month by month breakdown for me. While it's nice to see exactly how much I've blogged this month, it kind of is a slightly bad thing for uber-competitive me.
I really enjoy seeing that total posts this month number climb higher every day. It's almost as good as the warm fuzzy "they like me, they really, really like me" feeling that I get after a particularly popular post generates massive amounts of monkeys jumping on the bed feedback.
Back to my regularly scheduled programing...I bought the Advanced Marathoning guide over this past weekend. It looks like it's got a lot of good information in it. And seeing as how I'm going to have to start training pretty soon, I'm going to have to actually be reading it pretty soon, like tomorrow maybe.
I'm going to restart my long runs this weekend I think. I'm planning on joining up with the usual suspects down in St. Charles for the five out and back course that I trained for Chicago on. I love that course so much, it's kind of ridiculous. I'm not really sure why I love it, other than the fact that it's so hard going out, it makes going in that much better. Anyway.

Deck the halls...

I am officially ready for Christmas. I put my Christmas tree up today and decorated the house. I'm glad that I've got it done, but am not looking forward to having to barricade it off from my dog. He gets so excited when we put the tree up, it's like a doggie smorgasbord. Every year we put the tree up, and every year while we're hard at work earning money to pay for the lavish doggie lifestyle that he leads, he repays us by selecting a few tasty ornaments off the tree and chewing the crap out of them.
I have multiple ornaments that are missing parts. I have a three legged camel, a handless Curious George and a tailless Scooby Doo. Then there are the ornaments that are MIA at the end of the holiday season. I'm pretty sure those have gone to wherever it is that ornaments go to die.
So, let the chewing commence!

It's decided.

I've chosen a training plan. I'm using the plan that so many of my fellow RBF'ers spoke so highly of following the Chicago marathon. I'm going to use the low mileage Pfitzinger plan (55 miles a week for 18 weeks). Now if I could just decide which race to run. I'm leaning towards St. Louis again, even though I've done it twice already.
It's really a financial decision for me at this point, as there are several things in the works over the next year or so that are going to require a bit more saving in the budget (like a nice trip or two) and unfortunately travelling for a marathon doesn't really fit with that budget too well. I've also considered the benefit to knowing the course and having hometown support available as I make yet another try for a BQ time. Of course, I may change my mind between now and next week...my own self imposed deadline for choosing a race.

Thanksgiving recap

Yesterday went by way too quickly. I started the morning out with a 5k race. I did not set a new PR, but that's okay. I only missed my 5k time from last week by 35 seconds, and the course was hell'a hillier. It was a beautiful morning. The sky's were clear and the sun was shining brightly. The temperatures were in the upper forties to lower fifties by race time, and the crowd was well behaved. There was no pushing and shoving like there often is in our local races.
I finished in 24:33, which placed me at 7th in my age bracket. There were 101 women in my age bracket for those of you who might be interested. I had fun, despite the almost full blown asthma attack at the half way point, which I kept running through. I do not walk, unless I'm dying. As those of you who have gotten to know me know: perseverance is my greatest attribute, but it is also my Achilles heel. I just don't know when to quit.
Anyway, the almost full blown asthma attack was the first breathing difficulty I've had in about a year and a half...the last was triggered by fine granular dust from hanging a drop ceiling in my basement without a mask on. Smart, I know. What can I say? I managed to get myself under control without too much difficulty, but it was still kind of scary.
The rest of the day was spent relaxing, going to see a movie, and at the family dinner. Let's tackle the family dinner first. It wasn't too bad. Most people know that my family doesn't really get along that well. We are the ultimate in dysfunction, what with a manipulative matriarch, a verbally abusive sibling, his mail order bride, and parents who believe in "biting your tongue for the sake of keeping the peace". And this is just my side of the family. Surprisingly, everyone was on their best behaviour yesterday and we escaped at the end of the meal unscathed, for once.
We went to see a somewhat lousy movie yesterday as well. We saw Borat. It blew. Even though this movie got stellar reviews in People and the newspaper and people were raving about it, I wouldn't recommend it. In fact, this is one of the few movies that I think might have been better had I been completely intoxicated while viewing it. Now granted, there were a few parts that I thought were hysterical, but there were so many more scenes that made me cringe and kind of sink down into my seat with sheer embarrassment that we'd paid to see this garbage.
At the end of the day though, we thought we'd had a nice time overall. It was only spoiled by having to go back to work today.

Per Firefly's tag...

20 Things to be thankful for (the unserious version):
1. My fuzzy orange fleece hat and gloves, insure that I will never again be hard to pick out of a post-race crowd.
2. Getting faster with age. I'm talking about my running speed, sheesh, get your minds out of the gutter will ya?
3. Virtual friends. Even if I never meet you in real life, it's nice to know you've got my back. Plus I love sitting at my desk laughing like a maniac. My coworkers think I'm possibly insane.
4. Thanksgiving only coming once a year. Too much togetherness is a bad thing.
5. The post-turkey triptophan lull. Is it possible to OD on this chemical, can you really truly get high from poultry? I'm thinking yes.
6. Being done with Christmas shopping, and not having to be in line at a random store at five o'clock in the am tomorrow. Instead, I'll be working...wait, that must be a typo, I can't really be thankful for getting to work tomorrow, can I?
7. Mashed potatoes. 'Nuff said.
8. Bubble gum pop, you know the kind that gets stuck in your head and makes you hum along all day, thus insuring that people think you're on crack or maybe turkey (see number 5).
9. Pajama pants. The perfect post-gluttony attire. Drawstring waistbands are your friend.
10. Black toenails finally growing out, six or seven months post marathon.
11. Good smelling doggies. Maxie just came back from the groomer, he smells all cherry-vanilla-cococonuttie.
12. Cheap Wal-Mart lotion (Bodycology to be specific). This shit is the bomb. It's just as good as the Bath & Body variety, but a 1/4 of the price. It's a win/win situation. I recommend gardenia.
13. Choosing a training plan for your spring season. Not that I've done this yet, but I'm getting closer, maybe by Monday...
14. Beach vacations. Complete with the tropical drinks. Including the Dirty Monkey.
15. Knock knock jokes. Seriously, who doesn't love a good knock knock joke.
16. The Jerry Springer show. I love me some other folks drama. It makes my life seem so much more normal.
17. Inside jokes. Not the kind that come at someone else's expense, but the kind that are just triggered by an innocent phrase from someone not "in the know".
18. A good thunderstorm. Rain on the roof just puts me right to sleep.
19. Snow days. Although since I only live four miles down a totally straight road from the office, I guess I really don't have an excuse for not being able to make it in, but all my patients have an excuse, and I'm really not staying if you're not coming in.
20. Any excuse to make a list.
Hope everyone had a great Thanksgiving and enjoyed their turkey or in some cases tofurkey.

Unbelievable.

Wow. Every year it's the same old story in my neighborhood. Let me set the scene for you: It's a balmy November day, a day like any other day, a day like today in fact. The temperature is soaring for a late November day, it's probably one of the last truly nice days we'll see before the temperature dips into frigid.
Me, being the smart cookie that I am, go outside, as I do every year to do my outside holiday decorating on a warm day. Nosiree, you will not find this monkey freezing her coconuts off this weekend when the procrastinators of my neighborhood are out hanging their holiday lights and cursing their misfortune. Instead, I'll be sitting all snuggled up on my couch, drinking a hot cocoa with a little sumthin' sumthin' in it...and laughing at their dumb asses for not having the foresight to see that it was getting cold out. Get that shit up already.
Anyway, back to the topic at hand. Today I'm outside after work, hanging the lights on my bushes and wrapping the "candycane-esque" ribbon around the white columns on my porch. I'm minding my own business, when my dumbass neighbor comes home from work (read drinking beer and ogling waitresses at the bar).
We never talk to these neighbors, despite the fact that they live immediately next door to us, so imagine my surprise when he attempts to strike up a conversation with me. For a minute, I am at a loss for words, then I realize that we're having the exact same conversation that we had last year when I hung up the outside decorations. Seriously, word for word the same. And yes, I remember last year's conversation verbatim, as it was the dumbest, most asinine conversation I've possibly ever had.
Conversation consisted of DANG (dumbass neighbor guy) telling me it was too early to hang outside decorations up, and that I was making him look like a slacker to his kids for getting it done before December 15th. Yep, that's right, it's all me making you look like a slacker. It has nothing at all to do with the fact that you don't have a J-O-B and spend all day drinking beer in your pajamas and watching television in your garage. Don't ask what's up with that, cause I don't have a clue.
What's even funnier about the situation is that I am by no means the first person to put up lights and outside decorations. A lot of the neighborhood was doing it last weekend and several people already have their lights actually turned on. Isn't the holiday season fun?!?!

Only two more days of work this week!

Yes, that's right, two more days, not one. I am one of the unlucky saps that has to work the day after Thanksgiving. Thus the second reason that I have already completed my holiday shopping. Fortunately, tomorrow is a semi-light day, and when I left the office today, my schedule was empty after three thirty tomorrow. (And my 3:30 patient is one who is always 30 minutes early and only is in the office for forty five minutes, so theoretically, if the cosmos align just right, I could be done and on my way home by four tomorrow evening. How much would that rock?
I have very little to report on the running front, except that my lazy ass could not get out of bed this morning (despite having gone to bed at 9:00pm last night) so I had to run when I got home today, which is something I always dread. But I finished it, so yea! for me.
I also went to get a haircut today. I love the salon, really I do. I would like nothing better than to be a kept wife and have nothing to do all day except take lunch, get manicures, and have my hair blown out. Seriously, best thing ever to have someone else wash and style your hair. The salon I go to is a fairly upscale salon, I figure I've earned the right to a decent hair cut every six or eight weeks after years of paying my due at Custom Cuts.
Besides, my stylist does an awesome job and always seems to know exactly what I want. As much as I like the girl that cuts my hair, she kind of scares me. She's a bit like a Barbie doll, only smarter. She's always perfectly poised and looks like she just stepped out of a magazine. I was shocked as hell today though, as I was discussing her holiday plans with her, when all of the sudden she started slipping the occasional f-bomb and shit into her speech. Amazing. Here I thought that she was all high society, when really she's just like the rest of us. There's a lesson in here somewhere for me...

It's done...

finally. I got so much stuff done today. My Christmas shopping is done. I'm starting to feel kind of like Jayhawk, getting stuff done early. Although, I'll admit none of my stuff is wrapped yet, so she's ahead of me on that.
I also got my application to volunteer with Girls on the Run finished. I've only been working on that for about a week now. I never really know how to answer the questions on things like that. What exactly are they looking for anyway? Now I kind of feel like I felt when I ran for student government. Will they call me? What if they call me? What if they don't call me? Do I really want to do this?
Then I ask myself, if it's run strictly on volunteers, do they ever really turn anyone down? Then I realized that even if they don't want me to work with them, it's their loss, not mine, and thus the waiting commences.
I also got my Christmas cards addressed today. (If I don't have your address and you'd like to get your card, better send me the address of yo' crib) Now, before you all start bashing me, I did not say I actually made out my Christmas cards, just that I addressed them. Although, I do think that I'm going the slacker route this year, and saying that if I've spoken to you on the phone in the past month, you're just getting a card that says "Love the Johnsons" inside. I'm so past the write a novel in my cards stage. Who's got time for that shite?
Last topic for today, I promise. The photo from yesterday has brought up some interesting questions. In short: There was more to that photo than just my leg, however, as I looked especially yucky in the rest of the picture (since I was about three seconds away from ralfing when it was taken) I chose to crop the ucki-ness out of the pic so that you could all focus on the extreme gnarliness that was my leg. I also chose to zoom in on said gnarliness so that you could appreciate it even more. Despite it's gross factor of 10+, whatever it is that was going on with my leg did not hurt, or if it did, it was severely overshadowed by my almost puking all over the shoes of the person who was handing me my medal.

Check out the gnarly knee

This picture courtesy of my husband. It's from the Kansas City 1/2 marathon last month. Check out the popped out veins or muscle fibers (?) in my left knee. It's gruesome.

I am a super stud!!!

Yes, yes I am. I just finished one of the two Turkey Trot runs that I'm doing this year. I wasn't going to run this one, but one of my patients is the father of the kid that organized this year's race and yesterday he told me that the kid was doing this as his Eagle Scout project. And, since I'm a sucker for a kid with a cause, and I wasn't doing anything today anyway...I showed up.
I'm glad I did, as I rocked my age division. That's right kids, I totally won the 20-29 year old women's bracket. I'm a total stud. I might also add that I also won third female overall. The two girls who beat me were high school track and cross country stars, and they only beat me by 1:30 something, so I'm good with that.
What's the winning time you ask? Try 23:58. That's right ladies and gents, K-Jo officially has broken 24:00 in the 5k. Reason number three that I'm psyched that I ran this race. I just barely squeaked in under the 24:00 mark, but nonetheless I still get credit for getting it done in time.
I convinced my mom to run this race, and she also won her age division. She also took home the 20 pound turkey that they held an attendance prize drawing for.
Overall, even though it was cold, it was a nice run. Part of the course was on gravel roads, which are not my friends, and it had rained for about three days straight this past week, so it was muddy and slippery, and really cold. All in all though, it was a good time.
My splits for the race were 7:28, 8:01 (that's the gravel part there), and 7:39. The last 1/10 of a mile or so was straight uphill, so forget about a finishing kick...
I'm just excited to change my PR list over in the right sidebar!

100 posts already?

That almost doesn't seem right. I feel like I've been blogging forever, but in reality have only been doing this since June. It's amazing to me how much has gone on in the past six (almost) months.
We interrupt this regularly scheduled blog entry for a giant WTF!!! Sorry, I just need to let you all know that the radio station I am listening to at work just aired the first Christmas carol of the holiday season. Are you freaking kidding me?!?! Don't get me wrong, I like Christmas music...but this seems just a tad early. My husband loves Christmas music and has been known to listen to it in June or July; while I, on the other hand only like a very small amount of "seasonal" music. By only a small amount, I mean I only like Christmas music the day of Christmas. Does this make me a grinch? Maybe, but oh well.
Now, back to our regularly scheduled programming. I've been pretty busy this week, what with meetings, work, and trying to run a bit. I"ve also been feeling less than stellar this week. I don't know if it's just the quick change in temperature that's screwing with my internal thermostat, or if I'm really sick. But I've been feeling kind of run down and ucky all week. Hopefully, I'll get some extra sleep this weekend and that will help to recharge my batteries.
I'll admit, this morning I was so tired that I skipped my run. Perhaps I'll complete it on the treadmill tonight while watching some quality Thursday night television programming. Or maybe I'll just skip it completely. I don't know why I've got this idea in my head that I need to run six days a week when I'm not training. If I only run five days during training, then why should I run more days when I'm not training?
Today I've got a packed schedule. Patient care until 11:30, then a meeting over lunch time, then the dog to the groomer. I've got the afternoon off like I normally do on Thursday, but I've got to come back to work to see my evening patients, as I wasn't here last night because of a meeting. Might I just inform you that meetings suck. So of course, since I have to come back to work tonight, I won't really get much done in my afternoon at home, as I don't really like to start something and have to leave it half finished when I have to go back to work. I'm kind of neurotic about finishing what I start. That's a good thing, right?

So much to do...

so little time. I've been plenty busy with work and short runs lately, so much so that I've been a less than stellar blogger. I've not been able to keep up with reading all my online buddies entries, and I don't feel like I've posted on my own blog in a long time.
Despite this, I'm going to try adding one more thing into the mix. I learned a little bit about Girls on the Run at the last race I did. I really like the idea of the program, which is to teach girls how to be physically fit, while encouraging them to "think outside the box" with regard to gender stereotypes and roles. The end result is that I think the program is a great idea, and I'd like to get involved with it in some capacity. I'm not sure yet that I've got the time to commit to two practices a week, but I know that there are other roles available such as Running Buddies for the races.
I'm in the process of trying to complete/start my application to volunteer with the group. It's a hella tough application, asking all sorts of deep questions like "what is your coaching style" and "how do you maintain balance in your life". Well, maybe the last one is a bad example, because of course...I just run for balance.
I'm obviously going to have to spend some serious time on this questionnaire...perhaps I'll do that at the talk I'm attending tonight. One of the doctors that we've been trying to market pretty heavily is speaking tonight on acupuncture. He's a nice, down to earth guy and the talk should be interesting, as he's done a lot of research and sees quite a few difficult, chronic pain patients...but I'll take my volunteer application along, just in case.

I got so much done today!!

We started Christmas shopping today...finally. I've been telling people for the last three weeks that I was getting ready to start my Christmas shopping, but this weekend is the first weekend that I've really had time to actually get started.
I managed to get my entire family done today, so that just leaves my husband's family left to buy for. Fortunately, we don't buy for everyone on his side of the family, just his dad, stepmom, mom, and grandma, so it shouldn't take much longer to knock the rest of the shopping out.
What this means is that we may be done by Thanksgiving! I like to get finished early, as I hate crowds when I'm shopping, and we all know that every store in the free world is busy during the month of December.
I'm not really sure yet what we're doing for Christmas, as it's recently come out that my father in law and stepmother in law really "don't like my family" and "don't want to do anything that would include my side of the family." We run into the same problem in some form or another every year. Wouldn't you think that people could put aside their differences and make an effort to get along for four or five hours?
On the running front, I did three miles on the treadmill this morning, as it was extremely cold here this morning. It was seventy five yesterday around noon, and by the time I left work at six last night it was in the low forties. They were predicting snow flurries last night and today, which fortunately seem to have missed us.
I picked up entry forms for two more 5k races this afternoon. One is next weekend. It's a race to benefit the track and cross country teams from the local high school. I think I'll run this one, as it includes a long sleeve tee shirt and I'm familiar with the course. I'd love to place in my age division again.
The other is the Arthritis Foundation's Jingle Bell run. This one is the weekend of Thanksgiving and it just sounds like a lot of fun.
I'm really not sure that I should be running either one though, as my right ankle is still giving me fits. I'm pretty sure I've sprained my spring ligament (the one that supports your arch), and yesterday after working all day I had visible swelling in my medial foot. This is not good...but I'm somewhat obsessive and am hard pressed to convince myself that this is a stop running and rest injury.

Final results for last Sunday's race just posted

And I finished third in my age bracket!!! How much does that rock? I was so excited. I've been steadily moving up the rankings since I started racing seriously a year ago, but this is the first time I've actually placed in the awards. I was even more pleased to see that the two women who finished ahead of me in my age bracket beat me by less than a minute. It's nice to see progress with my racing.
Overall I finished 20th out of 81 women, which is definitely not too shabby. I'm glad I decided to go ahead a run this race.
This morning's run went well, even though I was exhausted and didn't really want to get up and get going. I did a three miler on the treadmill. I've pretty much decided that I'm only going to do three miles a day from now until December. I've not yet picked a spring marathon, but I'm probably going to go ahead and start training anyway come December.
I figure I can always pick a marathon as I get closer to the spring racing season. I may just be a big sissy and run St. Louis again. I love running out of town races, but sometimes it's just so much easier to run here in town. More people that I know personally are able to show their support, and it's definitely more cost effective. If I do decide to travel, I'm considering Flying Pig, Kentucky Derby Festival Marathon, or who knows what else might peak my interest. I think that St. Louis is the earliest out of the three of these, so I'll be okay regardless of how things go.
I'm hoping that by cutting my mileage back a bit, my legs will get to feeling normal. I've been having some right foot issues lately. I'm really not sure what's going on or why it's going on, but I hope it stops soon. I'm having issues like I normally have when my shoes are old, but my shoes are less than a month old, and only have about 100 or 150 miles on them. Hmmm, maybe it's the running faster that's causing my issues?

Sometimes I can be such a nice person...

Today when I got home from work I went out for a short run. I did three easy miles through the neighborhood to the park and back. On my way out, just before my turnaround point, I passed an older guy in an electric wheelchair. I wasn't really sure what he was doing, as he wasn't sitting in the chair, he was instead standing and holding onto it. After I turned around I was headed back towards him, and noticed that it looked like his dog's leash was all tangled in the undercarriage of his chair. So, being in a relatively good mood and feeling particularly generous and benevolent, I stopped and asked him if he needed some help. Of course he did...
It took me a good ten minutes of working at the tangle to get the dog unknotted, and of course the fella was talking the whole time. Bless his heart, he thought I was 24 years old. Little does he know that this made my day. I think the poor guy was lonely, as during those ten minutes he told me not only his name, but where he lives, how much money his wife makes, why he doesn't like living where he does, his ethnic background and that he was retired from the GM plant across the highway...I left the situation feeling pretty damn good about myself though for stopping to help a stranger.
Plus, my run rocked. The weather was perfect, not much of a breeze, not too cold, and no sun. I averaged and 8:08 pace, and my last mile was actually under an 8:00 mile.
On a slightly different note, please welcome my college roommate to blogland...Angie's blog is going to track her training as she and her husband prepare for next fall's Ironman Wisconsin. Go say hello....you know you want to!

What a weekend

I'm wiped out from this weekend. Friday I rushed home from work, only to turn around and leave again right away, as I had to pick my husband up from the airport. He spent all of last week in Chicago for business. We stopped for dinner on our way home, and then pretty much went straight to bed, as we were both exhausted from last week's work schedule.
Saturday morning I had forgotten to turn my alarm off, so it went off at the regular scheduled time...5:00am. I had a tough time falling back asleep, so I went down to the couch to watch a little television, and promptly fell back asleep down there until almost nine. (This is really sleeping in for me!) Saturday night was my spa party, which was a raging good time.
I ended up with seven guests out of the fifteen that I invited. I was a little pissed that some of the people who had said they were coming called at the last minute to cancel and/or just flat out didn't show up. (Easily my top pet peeve of all time there). I think the people that did attend had a really good time though.
This morning I got up early to head into Clayton for a 10k race to benefit the Special Olympics. It was perfect running weather. The temperature was only in the upper forties, but there wasn't any wind. The race itself was nice. Two laps of a 3.1 mile course, about three hundred runners. The local chapter of Girls on the Run was using this as their "final" race of the fall season. Those little kids are so stinking cute, and talk about nice kids. They were all encouraging each other, and almost all of them had something nice to say to the one older gentleman who always runs these races, but never finishes very quickly. It's nice to see polite kids for once.
I ran a 53:30, which is a new PR by five minutes. I was pretty happy with that. I'm still waiting on age division rankings but will post them once I've seen them. It feels good to race again, even if it is just a short race.

I just couldn't wait

Alright all you OC fans...and I know you're out there, even if you don't openly admit that you're addicted to this show. I'm not too proud, I'll be the first to admit that I love the OC...even though it really is just a prime time version of a cheesy day time soap opera. I think it's even in my top five current television show list (which also includes Prison Break, Rescue Me, CSI, and House).
There's just something about all those pretty people gallivanting carefreely in the California sunshine...don't these people ever have jobs? Seriously, why do you never see anyone working on this show? But, I've digressed...back to the topic at hand, which is live streaming video on demand. (Best, no second best invention ever-go 'head, ask me what the best invention is)
The local Fox affiliate now offers live streaming video of some of their more popular shows. That's right, all your favorite Fox shows, anytime you damn well want them. Never again will I be forced to choose between the OC and CSI (like I ever make that choice anyway...that's what God invented Tivo for-which for those of you playing along, is the aforementioned best invention ever.) I almost crapped myself when I learned about live streaming video, as I immediately realized that the television networks just put ME in charge...and you thought I had a god complex before....mmmwahahaha!!!
You can watch tomorrow night's season premiere RIGHT NOW! Seriously, what are you doing still reading my blog?!?! I'll admit, the video quality was less than stellar, and the audio did not quite mesh perfectly with the video, but it matched well enough for you to get a pretty clear picture of the plot line and exactly who's doing what or who.
It's probably pathetic that I was so excited for this season premiere that I couldn't wait the last twenty four hours to watch it...but I prefer to think of it as enhancing my time management skills. Now it's just one more thing that I don't have to do tomorrow because I am so efficient that I was able to work it into my schedule today.
Now, I'm going to have to pursue this new enhancement of my television watching a bit more...I know I saw Prison Break listed there. Does it mean I'm mentally ill or just addicted if I try to stay up all night to watch the rest of the season?