Did you know you could fly

Am I the only person who just discovered CBS's "Moonlight"? Where was the advertising for this show? I *love* it. I've loved Sophia Myles since I first saw her on an episode of Doctor Who, so I was thrilled to see her get a major part in a tv series (can you say 'eye candy'?). And Jason Dohring from Veronica Mars as a 400-year-old playboy vampire? Brilliant! The main guy isn't bad either. And it's *Vampires*. And crime drama. Two things I love together. The parallels to Forever Knight are obvious, but in some ways I almost enjoy Moonlight better. Forever Knight was brilliant tv, but it had a tendency to be so dark and brooding as to be sickening. Moonlight has much more humour and a lot less guilt. Please, please, *please* let it get renewed.

And the most anticipated (by me) episode of Doctor Who aired this weekend. Oh. My. Gods.


Nuff said.

Damn pain. I hate pain. Pain sucks.

Sitting for six hours straight at the reference desk does *not* my back a happy camper make.

It occurred to me the other day, when I was watching reruns of House, M.D., that there are those for whom the various characters' attempts to wean House off his Vicodin actually make sense. The concerns about practicing medicine 'under the influence' and all that seem like valid concerns to these people. That is because these people are normal. They assume that when House is popping 'happy pills' by the handful he's just really good at hiding the 'happy' effects. I'm here to tell you that that isn't the case. When you've been on strong painkillers like that for a long time, they cease to be 'happy pills'.

Currently I'm on Percocet. I've been on Vicodin before. It is not unusual for me to pop a pill right before getting in the car and driving somewhere, and whereas for a normal person, that would be a monumentally stupid thing to do, for me it's just a matter of course. Because they don't affect me like that any more. Vicodin, Percocet, whathaveyou have no more affect on my ability to operate heavy machinery than ibuprofen would for a normal person. That is to say, I don't feel it at all. If I'm lucky, the pain muffles a bit. That's it.

That's rather a scary thought.

Oh my. Just watched the series finale of Gilmore Girls. And, yes, I cried. But I really relate to the whole moving away from family and all. And it was such a good series. I'm going to miss it so much. And I really loved the way they recreated the final scene from the first episode. That was what really got me crying. And then I had to call my mom.

How did I not notice that Mal in Firefly wears braces too? All the cool people wear braces.

Ok, so hanging out with the folks was actually really really good. It's nice to finally get to a point where your parents treat you like an equal and a friend, rather than a child. It took a very long time to get there, but I think we've made it. I had fun touring New Orleans in more depth than I had previously. Saw the Aquarium of the Americas, which was disappointing, but only because I kept comparing it to Baltimore's Aquarium, I think. Spent a lot of time wandering the little shops in the French Quarter, particularly Royal St., which has a lot of antique shops. I found a shop that was selling old coins, some of which were fitted into pendant settings, and drooled copiously over a 1600s Spanish dubloon set into a white gold setting with a skull and crossbones on it. Damn thing was $1000, but oh how I wanted it.

Had lots of beignets, and decided that I actually like the ones at Cafe Beignet on Bourbon St. better than I like the ones from Cafe Du Monde, sacrilege though it may be. Ate at a bunch of good restaurants. My stomach is slowly getting better, but I still spent much of the week queasy. Also, my back prevented a lot of the walking we might have otherwise done, so there was a decent amount of hanging around the hotel room too. But that was ok, because my parents are actually really good company when they're not being parental.

My parents left on Saturday morning, and I spent most of the weekend trying to recover from the week. My back is still very much not happy with me, but that was to be expected. I finished last season of Veronica Mars (folks weren't kidding -- it was even more shocking than the first season) and got caught up on Jericho, House, Bones, and CSI, which I had TiVo'd during the week. I also discovered that with the exception of the first episode of the season, my TiVo knockoff has screwed up all of Grey's Anatomy so far this season, so I had to set my computer to download the stuff I'd missed. I checked, but it *looked* like I had it set right, so I don't know what went wrong. I deleted the old setting and did it again and hopefully it will work properly this time. My mother, evil enabler that she is, introduced me to Las Vegas while we were in New Orleans, so now I have to add that to my Netflix list. *sigh* So much TV, so little time :)

Haven't really done any f-list reading recently, so if there's something I need to know, let me know :)

I just saw a commercial for Celebrity Duets that she's apparently on. She's all blonde and bimbo-y.


Oh, and pain level 6.

I just want to go home. Only 1 more hour. My back hurts so I took a muscle relaxer and I'm a bit fuzzy. I did my good deed for the day and got a few pages of research done, and now I just want to curl up at home and take a nap. Which probably isn't going to happen, as I really shouldn't sleep after work if I expect to get any sleep tonight.

Tired tired tired. New House tonight though, so yay! And one more episode on this disc of Veronica Mars, so I'll watch that so I can send it back to Netflix and get the next one. I have high hopes of finishing the second season before the 3rd season starts. And that reminds me that I have about 10 episodes of Gilmore Girls and the same number of episodes of Bones, and 20 episodes of Grey's Anatomy all to try and finish before their respective season premiers. Not sure if I'll be able to do it, but I'm going to put in the effort (although yes, I know Bones has already started. I have it TiVod).

Blech. Wanna go home.

I arrived back in Baton Rouge safely last night. Been keeping an eye on Ernesto, who looked ready to hit Louisiana yesterday. It became the first hurricane of the season overnight, but seems now to have shifted and they're predicting it will now hit Florida. Good news for me, bad news for all my Florida friends. Keep safe, y'all. Will still continue to keep an eye on it, as hurricanes shift quickly and it still may head back this way.

Looking forward to a day of mostly lounging around catching up on my TiVo stuff, with some unpacking, laundry, and general straightening up in between there. I really don't want to go back to work tomorrow.

The last hour of work is always the worst. Particularly since I'm having sciatic pain. Yesterday and today have been bad for no apparent reason. My doctor has referred me to yet another specialist -- a neurologist this time -- so hopefully they'll come up with something, but I'm not holding my breath.

I'm taking tomorrow off to make up for working the weekend. I have a dentist appointment on Wednesday so I can have my horrible teeth patched up. I definitely have a cavity on a tooth that already has a filling, and I have another tooth that appears to have a crack in it, so a crown might be in order. I hate going to the dentist. It's always painful.

And just so this post has something other than whinging in it, what new shows are folks looking forward to for the Fall? Since I didn't have TV for so long, I didn't really keep up on what's coming up. Anything that looks good?