itsallovernow | It's 9 pm, what the hell am I doing in bed?

Laying under the covers shivering, that's what.

Cough is getting worse, making my whole body ache. No gas means no hot water, no heat, and no stove. If someone finds Mike in a stove, they'll consider my justified. Plus, I feel like a loser calling my friends and saying, "Hey, can I come use your shower?" Which is the next course of action as my frigging Y membership apparently expired without my knowledge.

Oh cat, why won't you eat the expensive stinky wet food I bought you. Why won't you FEEL better and eat your supper. Poor squishie, indeed. Plus, mama had to pay the taxman so you can't go back to the vet until payday!

I am deeply tempted to do a full rewatch of the X-Files from the beginning. I believe I have videos of the first season still. I wonder if I have all 7 seasons. (I'm not tempted to watch 8 or 9, largely because I think that the S7 finale made a perfect ending, not for any deep seeded resentment).

So, favorite eps? Favorite seasons? Favorite fics that still make you feel all dark and squishy inside? I read EVERYTHING, back in my lurking, not understanding fandom or fangirls but desperate for more M/S angst and tension days. It's crazy to me that some of the people I most adore are people that I met because I caught sight of them in Farscape fandom when I got brave enough to dip my toes into that and fell, fawning, into their orbits. I knew who

iamsab and

cofax7, not to mention

haphazardmethod or

fialka or

denyeverything1, were before I ever met them, and they're just as amazing in person as they were back in their heady XF days when I just read from afar!