buffy on ice

... is the show I WISH I saw tonight. "Magic on Ice" was more like a couple sparklers and overenthusiastic, anticlimactic figure skaters set to cheesy music. 

On the other hand, to help me through my trying times of stupidity and lamesauciness, I've decided to make some new friends. They go by the names of Buffy, Giles, Willow, Xander, and Angel. You should join us. They're pretty awesome. Particularly the 90s grunge rocker chic-ness of it all. Ahh, the 90s, how I love you so.

Oh, and by the by, I read Still Alice a bit ago which got better as it went along. Now I'm reading Proust was a Neuroscientist by Jonah Lehrer. I say "reading" but it's more like I've set it aside for the time being to make room for "It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia," "Planet Earth" and now Buffy. I'll get back to reading in Kuwait, where even dial-up goes to die a slow, slow death.