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I think I've mentioned before that I work near Fox News. Today I went to a nearby diner to get a turkeyburger to go, and also waiting at the counter for a to-go order was Allen Colmes of Hannity & Colmes, or, as Al Franken calls it, Hannity & Colmes. I experienced an overwhelming urge to go up and kick him in the shins, which I managed to suppress, followed by a burning desire to go up and confirm his identity and then call him a douchebag, but I resisted that impulse as well. Aren't you proud of me?

I'm happy to see all the Dirty Sexy Money love on the f-list. Ratings were OK, not great, so I really hope word of mouth builds for it.

General Hospital is on the verge of making me a Jason/Elizabeth shipper, and I want it to stop. Also, I am developing a full-blown girlcrush on Kate Howard (I can't believe that's the chick from Dark Skies!) and I really wish that didn't mean I have to watch scenes with Sonny in them.

You know, I love My Name is Earl but I do not love hour-long episodes of it. Please to be stopping that, thanks.

anxietygrrl made my night by linking to this story about nuns being excommunicated for heresy. AWESOME.

And Vaclav Havel has an editorial in today's New York Times. Wow, remember him? Wacky.

That's all I have time for because I was cleaning the apartment a bit in anticipation of

chanel19's arrival tomorrow. (And now her first thought when she walks into the apartment will be: This is cleaner?) Night!