Stars Shine in the Sky Tonight

I finished reading Jodi Picoult's My Sister's Keeper. Unfortunately, I was at work when I got to the end and kiddo-sitting, so I couldn't curl up into a ball and cry like I kind of wanted to. Way to rip my heart out, stomp on it, and then shove it in my face. I was an emotional wreck without the ending. Good job beating me while I'm down.

Not perfect, but good. Really, it was the characters that worked the best for me.

Popcorn Dreams

This morning I dreamt that my mother and I were at Joe Flanigan's house watching movies with his wife. I was also doing things on my laptop and trying to decide whether or not I should change my wallpaper to something not SGA related. Or at least something that didn't have Sheppard, because were he to see it that would be awkward for me. Then JF came home from work and I woke up.

It was all very uneventful. And strange.

Plus, I remember looking in their hall closet and seeing a bunch of shoes and thinking, "omg, those are Joe's shoes." followed immediately by, "omg, you are so sad." Because seriously. That is pathetic.