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So. I got away from the truck that ran me over long enough to come online, after a day of enjoying motionlessness, to the devastation that none of my self-professed latebirds are online. Which is understandable considering the fact that it's Saturday night and others are rosy-cheek healthy. But it is still disappointing.

You know what isn't disappointing? Arrested Development. That shit is good. An also-sick Rachel and I got through the first season today. In our lethargic and groggy conditions, a TV season seemed the best bet. We only had to hit the button on the remote once.

I'm such a mix of things right now. Restless energy. Discovering myself in "Joan of Arcadia". She too was born without a radar.