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I really expected to dislike that episode of Supernatural, but I didn't. Huzzah for me! Or maybe, for them.

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I am supposed to be packing, because I have to leave for the airport at a completely ungodly hour of the morning: the downside of living at the edge of the continent, I guess, is that it takes a while to get from here to the other edge of it. Still, tomorrow I will -- if travel goes as planned -- be in San Francisco. Another reason to say, Huzzah!

Anyway, my mother and I will go shopping anyway, so if I forget something, it's not that big a deal. Right?

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I am kind of worn out by the term. And next Fall, which I already thought was going to be insanely busy, will in fact be a thousand times worse. Woe!

Jericho: Casus Belli

Is that what it was called? These are really just scattered observations, nothing coherent, but I am still being avoidant about packing etc.

( Jericho: Casus Belli )

I really wish the episode had been called "Guns and Butter," by the way. And I did like it, even though it was full of things that didn't make much sense at all.