#mooganbaby

Still srsly illin, but immensely buoyed by your expressions of sympathy & support; I showed it to Dad to indicate how insanely flippin' lucky I am to have so many good people in Scandinavia, England, Ohio, elsewhere in the US & here in Cali who care about me. I'm also buoyed by my last FYDWM post--which frankly I didn't think was that funny--going kinda viral (this last count was something like 352 posts--uhm, what?). Out of desperation to stop coughing, I tried a little of Dad's brandy, which I partly then vomited--can't blame my body there, it remembers what booze does to us (& how fundamentally stupid it is to take antidepressants & then deliberately ingest depressants), though evidently enough has stayed into my system to get me all wobbly & somewhat maudlin, so I need to cut this off before I get any closer to drunk-Tumblring & telling everyone I love them (oh, you know who you are--yeah, you too, Texas)...though one thing I hafta say: having watched 'A Scandal in Belgravia' again yesterday (yes, I know everyone else already saw it months ago, but Auld Folks like myself like to kick it oldskool sometimes & wait to watch it on PBS), I found myself getting distinctly irate, thinking, "Dammit, Moffat, WHY ISN'T DOCTOR WHO THIS GOOD?! Why am I far more emotionally attached to Molly Hooper than I am Amy Pond?" *pounds on nearest available flat surface* "DAMMIT, MAN, I DEMAND ANSWERS!" Another side of effect of Sherlock is that when watching another procedural crime drama on tv last night, I found myself waiting to see the screen text of what the detective was mentally identifying; dammit, don't spoil me like that & then expect me not to want the same treatment elsewhere! Though speaking of television crime procedurals--this is just for Megan--OMFG, you are going to DIE DIE DIE at last night's Person of Interest episode. I slept very little last night & most of the time I was in a suspended state of OMG OMG OMG. Can't wait to see what you post about it! :D Much non-infectious love. ♥