I'm going to bed later and later these days, and getting up later and later. I don't like it, but it's hard to get out once you start. And frankly, when my choice is sleeping or watching another episode of the first season of Alias, sleeping loses.

I had forgotten what the first season of Alias was like.

I remembered some of it, of course, Danny and SD-6 and everything, but I had completely forgotten about Sydney and her father having such a bad relationship, and it's awfully peculiar to see Sloane in charge again. And Will! And Francie! And grad school! And good memories of her mother!

The most amazing bit is the last ten minutes of the pilot. Simply because, when you watch it for the second time, with the commentary, you realize where they are in the show and how much more information they are going to impart, how very much story is left, and then your head explodes. That is a packed ten minutes!

I miss season one. On the other hand, I am totally looking forward to season four. In two months. Ah well, it will give me a chance to watch all of the other seasons on DVD and be fully caught up.

Caught up with Amaya, and Quinn.

Today's horoscope:
If you encounter someone who's looking for a scapegoat, you'll know it -- and you won't take kindly to it. Just don't overreact. Saying 'no, thank you' is enough. That, and making sure you have solid witnesses.

One year ago today:
Hopefully, the next time that Omar decides to destroy everything about my life in one email, he'll do it at a time when my umbilical cord is still attached.

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