Like I Have Time for Any of This

Last night I found myself watching scripted network television. I saw the last half of The Office and parts of 30(?) Rock...is it 30? Well, whatever the thing with Tina Fey is called. They were pretty good, but nothing I'd change my life for in order to see every week.

Then I decided to continue the unprecedented levels of television viewing going on up in my evening, and caught part of American Chopper and all of Miami Ink. It was a particularly good episode of Ink, since I got all weepy for almost everyone's tattoo story. Especially the father of the little girl who was kidnapped, raped, and buried alive. Jesus.

Man, I really want some new tattoo work done. Time and money are all I need.

Anyway, resume panic mode: Pre-Finals Week Hell is upon me!!!