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I'm feeling conflicted about the success of one Carrie Brownstein. I remember seeing her at shows when I was 17, in Olympia. Then Sleater-Kinney got huge. Now you're a semi-closeted queer riding the fame wave. Hoebag.

Whatever, dude.

Ten things that happened on Hawaii Five-0 on Monday.
1. The number one jury consultant in Hawaii made an appearance, only to...
2. Fall on a spike in a construction zone.
3. Steve got nowhere -- he's still trying to figure out wtf to do about his father who is good or bad, no one really knows.
4. If I was a 15-year-old boy, which I pretty much am, if Laurie and Kono attempted interrogating me at my high school; I'd be sprinting to the bathroom.
5. There was a suicide attempt. Glossed over. Yes, this bothers me.
6. Terry/Joe/Smoke Monster, the writers...need to get rid of you. You just confuse the plots.
7. Party on a beach, yeah!
8. I wish I could post that something happened with Danny, but...no, nothing happened.
9. Steve looked hot in his cargo pants. So sexy. The pants. And the man.
10. I missed this one, I was in the bathroom.
11. Bonus happening? Wtf, I still have no clue where that fit into a larger storyline. Argh.

You just need to decide what is happening. Don't add shit, take away.

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Uh, lady news.

My period has been steadily *decreasing* in length *and* getting lighter for the past few years. For at least the last two years, it's evened out at about 66 hours. I've always assumed it was a hormonal thing -- I've simply become a lot more dude-like in the last few years, both intentionally and unintentionally, and I thought I was simply increasing my own testosterone levels.

My last period was 24 hours.

I'm digging it. I told the8487 about it, and she told me maybe I should ask my doctor about it. Eh. I'm feeling good.

The Porker (my cat) is a mouth breather. He sleeps noisily.