charts, facts, figures

Okay, if anyone has Bravo and will be in their home/wherever on Monday at 8pm, I would give you a fic or an icon or a hug or a cookie or something if you'd tape (or otherwise capture) Hugh Laurie's appearence on "Inside the Actor's Studio". In the commercial it showed him playing the piano and singing. Whether or not you like House, Hugh Laurie is the height of awesome. Not matter what accent he's using XD My family and I will be in California, so tv time is iffy. If not, no worries, but that'd be all kinds of excellent. And, either way, try to watch it. He's hysterical.

My room is clean! I took pictures, but when I plug my camera in it say that the "usb is over current", whatever that means. *is not very technological* I will use my old computer tomorrow. I have some icons on there anyway. But it totally stalled the productive vibe I had now.

I survived my doctor's appointment (perhaps I will take a picture of the bruise I sport from him taking blood, I swear it looks like he HIT me instead) and am most likely in fine health, tummy aches notwithstanding. There's never any real pattern in how or when I'm feeling bad (unless "when I'm stressed" counts) so I just have to take a deep breath.

One might wonder why I am up so late, after getting up so early on small sleep. It is because I am a Good Sister, who picks up her younger sister and boyfriend from the train at 1:19am after they go to the city. And then do some more cleaning, so Mom doesn't go crazy. And put soap in the dishwasher. See? I am just... amazing. And modest too *grin*

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To totally screw with the flow of this entry, I feel I have to write down my House-thought before it runs away. Having seen "Three Stories" really close in time to "Honeymoon" (which go together), I'm really fascinated by the House/Stacey dynamic. Especially the whole thread of forgiveness and blame and stubborness that threads through it. ( spoilers for the two eps, and rambly like woah )

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My stomach is burbling (I keep picturing House with one of his board charts, mapping out my symptoms and being like "oh, she's crazy. nevermind.") and so I think it's decidedly bedtime. Not that my stomach burbles WHEN it's bedtime, but... oh nevermind.

I'm sitting here listening to a few songs by The Who which I've just downloaded, and I'd forgotten how happy the opening of "Baba O'Riley" makes me, with the the funky synthesizer, then the piano, then the drums just WHAM. Great stuff.

Also makes me happy that on House, he rocks out to the opening, playing it on his desk. Oh, House, you are so geeky.

My goal for the next little bit is to work on a plan to clean my room. I just have so much stuff in there, from years and years of different schools and different likes and dislikes and stuff just not getting thrown away. So, it'll be a task. But I'm kind of looking forward to it. Besides, I still have the rest of The Secret of NIMH to watch, because clearly I am... seven. Yes.

And because I love icons almost as much as posting, yet another new one. XD