On a happier note...

Angels in America. Gorgeous. Beautiful. Moving. Shattering and uplifting, too. I informed wafflelips that I want Emma Thompson to be my imaginary tv girlfriend. She said that was okay with her, which pleases me. Emma is just swoony.

We also watched the second half of Battlestar Galactica, which was rocking. Starbuck kicks ass. Heh.

Okay, nothing else to say. Really, it isn't usually a problem for me to think of things to say. Not tonight. So I shall sign off.