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On a slightly cheerier note, I've started watching the British series Black Books. I'm three episodes in, and so far it is HILARIOUS. Bernard L. Black (L for Ludwig) makes Dr. House look like a lover of humanity.
The slightly disturbing thing is I can easily imagine myself ending up that way -- tucked away in a hole somewhere, surrounded by dirt, refusing to look up from my book all day, yelling for someone to bring me whatever I want. (I think my mom can too! Imagine me that way, I mean, not herself!)
The slightly disturbing thing is I can easily imagine myself ending up that way -- tucked away in a hole somewhere, surrounded by dirt, refusing to look up from my book all day, yelling for someone to bring me whatever I want. (I think my mom can too! Imagine me that way, I mean, not herself!)
