Aimee's being childish (sniff, sniff)...

You know, I'm not a big fan of weekly TV shows but for some reason, I absolutely love House on Fox (I think it's Dr. House, he makes me want to purr -- oh, be quiet, Hugh Laurie IS sexy AND he happens to have the most gorgeous blue eyes -- I love blue eyes, they make me tingly) and tonight is the season premiere -- YAY -- so now you know what I'll be doing at 9:00 PM EST. I also just discovered that they have Season One on DVD and I've decided that I absolutely have to have it -- Mm Hm -- have to.

Oh, oh... Angie, I forgot to tell you before you signed off today that I won't be at work tomorrow. It's my infusion day so I'll be hanging out at my friendly neighborhood outpatient infusion department -- whoo hoo, fun times. But I'll miss you, my sweet.

And why is it that I'm always the last one to find out shit, huh? I was chatting with my sister last night on IM and she sent me this e-mail of an IM conversation she'd just had with DR and while I was reading it I came across this line DR typed to Christie... maybe you can chat w/ your california friend ...What California friend? I didn't know about any California friend! Why didn't I know about her California friend? So, I asked the obvious question, "What California friend?" and she casually answered, "Oh, I've just been talking and stuff to this guy that lives in California. I met him in a chat room." Christie, in a chat room? Well, I'll be but back to the important part, why didn't I know about this, dammit? I tell that woman every bloody thing and she didn't tell me she has some "thing" going on with a guy who lives in California that she met in a chat room?!? And then out of the great blue yonder she said, "Maybe one day I'll take a trip up there to meet him." Huh? (hmm... okay, I have to admit that my mind took a bit of a turn here and went way off track when I began to contemplate hopping a flight with her but I swear, it was only a brief moment. Oh alright, it was a bit longer than a "brief" moment but I digress) I didn't even know about the guy and she's talking about taking a trip to meet him. Sigh. It's silly, I know, but I was childishly hurt by that. Sniffle. Oh well, time to be a big girl and get over it, I suppose.

Well lovelies, that's all she wrote. There's nothing special happening my way and I don't want to bore you with anymore of my mindless drivel so I'm out.

Have a lovely night all.