A new icon, just for Lady U's sake. ;)

Also, has anyone ever been subjected to Chinese Water Torture? I wouldn't recommend it. Not that I've had Chinese Water Torture, but I did get the near equivalent last night. It rained, you see, and there's an awning outside my bedroom window. I'm on the second floor, and there are three floors, so the awning above my awning kept dripping water onto my awning. It was very steady, and very, very loud. I closed the window, listened to music, and had three layers of pillow over my head, and I could still hear it quite well. It did not slacken until the early hours of the morning, and did not cease completely until I had finally given up and decided just to go to bed early tonight.

That was unpleasant.

I really have nothing else to report, although my father is having a panic attack because some men from the Kennedy Center's Board of Something Important are coming to review his play. I guess it goes up in two weeks and he still doesn't have one of the parts cast. *eep*

I think I may have pulled a muscle in my jaw...


PS. Booth/Brennan = totally canon OTP
PPS. The Angel ep from which my icon is taken - best episode of TV ever made. (also, Angel/Faith = totally non-canon? *cough*Enemies*cough* OTP)
PPPS.
I had another weird dream last night. It may have been completely induced by watching way too much Angel with my roommate, and the Chinese Water Torture, but here it is:
There was some house, and it was really fancy. Anyway, Willow and Fred and some others were visiting the people at the house, but I don't remember who they were. The house was on a hill, or something, and for some reason Angel had to stealthily mount an offensive against the house, and not only was the house on a hill in the middle of the forest, but it also was right next to a big lake and had a pier. Ah, dream logic. Anyway, Angel and Andrew had to swim under the pier (in the middle of the day, and Angel, of some reason, wasn't bursting into flames) in order to scout the place out and do something stealthy. And then there was a big fight. And at the sime time, there was no fight, and Willow and Fred were in evening dresses drinking champagne with whoever lived at the house. It was weird.