heroes 1x10 - six months ago (rewatch)

holy *crap* there's a lot in that episode.

( are you on the list? )

( date related things )

( interesting lines. )

( thinky thoughts )

I was totally gonna have stuff here about the Petrelli and their whole...weird thing. but I'm sleepy! fox1013, I want it noted for the record that I was totally right about Nathan having been a naval pilot. *wins* I was, however, wrong about Sylar being adopted. *loses* I still think it would have been FUCKING AWESOME if he'd been a Petrelli, though.

dear Company I Used To Work For

I am PRETTY SURE I made more than $27 a week. That's the remainder of my PTO.

WHERE THE FUCK IS MY FIRST SEVERANCE CHECK, YOU FUCKERS?

son of a bitch.

books I have quite enjoyed reading this week

Urban Shaman - CE Murphy (reread)
Thunderbird Falls - CE Murphy
Coyote Dreams - CE Murphy
Vampire Babylon: Night Rising, Book 1 - Chris Marie Green
The Leopard Prince - Elizabeth Hoyt
Time Travel in Einstein's Universe: The Physical Possibilities of Travel Through Time - J. Richard Gott
Kitty And the Midnight Hour - Carrie Vaughn (reread)
Kitty Goes to Washington - Carrie Vaughn (reread)
Kitty Takes a Holiday - Carrie Vaughn (reread)
Children of Men - PD James
All Together Dead - Charlaine Harris

It's been kind of an escapist week. Also, clearly, I have Physical Types I like in my urban fantasy heroines and a deep love of werewolves.

Time Travel in Einstein's Uiverse, Schrodinger's Kittens and the Search for Reality (John Gribbin), and A Sideways Look at Time (Jay Griffiths) are all excellent books about time, perception, physics, and alternate realities. And they are all very very accessible books.

...yes, I do have an entire cube of my bookshelf devoted to quantum physics, parallel universes, and time travel. Right above it are books about the British Royal Navy and right below it are books about race. Hi, my name is Sheila, and I'm a giant geek.

In other news, I continue to not call back Boy I Am Not Dating, as the very thought of it makes me get panicky and avoidant. I feel terrible about this, but just not terrible enough to call. Frankly, the idea of talking to him makes me kind of want to either crawl in my bed and hide and never come out or it makes me want to throw up, neither of which suggests a conversation of any kind of reasonable coherence or duration. He called me and left a message. Consequently, I have not checked my voicemail. I have the emotional maturity of a blueberry scone.

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...part of me feels very strongly that I should just rip the acoustic Butch Walker concert from the dvd and put it up, because he is so adorable I can't even describe it.