delta burke and domestic violence on a sunday

i have spent the better part of the afternoon sitting on our pleather, 'nouveau-pimp' furniture (as sj calls it) watching some made-for-tv movie on lifetime: television for women. why is it that stories geared towards females are all cheesy and poorly acted? is that what lifetime, the network that claims to respect and uplift women, really thinks of us? apparently so....(quote of the day: 'hey daddy, whatcha lookin' for?' 'my pants!' - see what i mean?)

since last evening, i have been decidedly sick to my stomach. i'm not certain if it's because of something i ate, or whether i have a 'bug' of sorts. either way, it has left me feeling icky and in pain and i'm not really geared up for an evening of 'the godfather' and some italian food with friends of michael's. perhaps in a couple more hours, i'll be rejuvenated. here's hoping....

allow me to state for the record that i am rather convinced the ceiling over our shower will be caving in any day now from the weight of what i believe to be some leaking water from the apartment above us. i hope that i'm wrong, but if it happens, let it not be said that i didn't call it in advance...:)

see - this is what keeps me occupied: my sleuth work to uncover potential domestic disasters and their sources. someone should pay me for this....