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I take it back. You can keep normal. You can keep anything approaching normalcy. I'm no good at any of it, other than inadvertantly hurting someone's feelings to the point where someone overly talkative is rendered completely speechless. Yay me.

And now the trifecta has been hit. Of the three female friends I've managed to maintain over the years, distance and whatnot be damned, they have all become engaged to varying degrees of success.

I think I'm just going to sit here and stare blankly at what I assume will be a slideshow of all the things I should have said earlier.

Still, how do you explain to someone that some words just won't come? That my throat constricts and I cannot physically say some things without a major effort, and then it usually pops out in the middle of another conversation altogether? The number of times I've had my heartbroken and been unable to say that much in any form? Yeah, I lost count, too. If it is possible to choke on words unsaid, I might do just that.

but i really, really, really don't like you

So why did none of you tell me Amber Benson was going to be on Supernatural this season? Why? If I have to hear aboot it from one of the annoying TV Guide online things, there's a problem. I know more than one of you is an Amber-holic.

I don't remember how I ended up there, but I found another thing that ( GG spoilers or something ahoy, matey )

Which reminds me. I caved and bout GG: S5 [but I forgot I had my Target gift card from when I snagged House!] and I think it's really cheap that they didn't include the Gilmore-isms booklet with the friggin' DVD.

Ho-hum. I think I'm going to have to clear off a space in my room to put my DVDs.

What're the odds?

Figures. I give up the computer early this afternoon so my brother could do whatever it is he does [chat away like a school girl] and watch Gilmore Girls, yes? Now that it's computer time, the weather is finally making good on that promise of rain, complete with thunderstorm. I am also exhausted, so I'm hoping dinner is soon as I'm ready to pass out until work.

In other news, I am now all old maid-ish. I don't know when the official part kicks in, but I imagine it's once Ari and Mandy have waltzed down the aisle and Cass sets a date and sticks to it with her...Matt. Engaged. All of them.
  It's just... wow. Like, blindsided by the news. And I shouldn't have been. She'd hinted that he'd hinted, and this was months ago. So...

Totally unrelated, but I realized Sunday that my little Froggy? Yeah, she's joined the ranks of those that frickin' snapped in half. I'm amazed. I own how many of these little buggers? *time delay* 28 of them. And I think Froggy is the only one who has managed to break, and break without me doing anything to the poor girl. I can't be sure, but I think she either came that way or it happened shortly after her arrival. I just didn't want to check until Sunday. So she will live in her Froggy suit. Poor Froggy. It figures it would happen to one of the ones I didn't double up on.

Kay, I'm off to tape House and pass out. Yawwwwwn.