Fridge on the Fritz.

You'd think after how many years, I'd be used to being the only one awake in the middle of the night. Well, the only sober one awake, anyway. But no. It still comes as a bit of a surprise when things are going wrong and I'm the only one awake, and I can't very well fix it on my own.

The fridge is on the fritz. I don't know when exactly it happened, but it's pretty much giving up the ghost on keeping things cool. Which sucks, considering we bought groceries yesterday. ARGH. When I figured out it was dying, around 9pm last night, I thought maybe someone would at least try and figure out what the hell was wrong. But no. Mom tried fiddling with something in the freezer, and now it's not really doing it's job either. Perhaps it was already crapping out before and I just hadn't noticed. This stresses me out, just a smidge.

Last night's Charmed made me realize I really should be careful what I wish for in terms of TV shows. I've always wanted the COs to get a female type friend [check], have that friend betray them [check], prefferably turn out to be connected to, or actually be the big bad [check, check, CHECK], and have the power to kick some ass in the process. Check. Why didn't I wish for said friend and company to not be as annoying as the Phoebe storyline? WHY?

Because I'm an idiot.

So. The fridge. I was hoping the freezer was just toying with me earlier, but no. It's also on the fritz. Damnit, adult type people, could someone else spaz so I don't have to?

On the other hand, this means cleaning them both out will have to be done.

bah.

I should catch up on my GG and Supernatural. Should...

Almost done with Party Girl.

laaaaa

Attempting to cram stuff into nothingpuff, the place where [in theory] pullip-y stuff will be stashed for those days when I feel like looking at all the wit and crap and picturey goodness. Trying to decide if I should just leave it as is, chronological order but not on the proper dates, or go and backdate everything.

Lazy am I.