And...

Now I'm alumni. Or alumna.

'Grey' thoughts

DO NOT READ IF YOU HAVE NOT SEEN THE SEASON FINALE OF GREY'S ANATOMY (and still want to).

Hopefully that was enough of a disclaimer. If not, you're screwed, and too bad, because I warned you.

The season finale was good, although 3 hours in 2 days was a lot of hospital drama in a short amount of time. My thoughts, in a nutshell:

I like Addison (and it's not just because she's a red-head). Derek is still good-looking. Izzie needs a reality check. Thank goodness Burke is alive. I'm glad to see Christina has a soul, even though I will forever love her cyncism and perfectionism. Derek and Meredith? I know they're the Romeo and Juliet of scrubs and scalpels, but it just seemed a bit rushed. Why not just a passionate kiss?

Which brings me to a question. What is it about Meredith? I don't get it. Tell me.

And last but not least, Bailey rocks.

Cheers & Jeers

Cheers
Gingersnaps
Sweatpants
bacon cheeseburgers
Iron Chef America
study buddies
fruit wines
Sesame Street Band-Aids
no more studying/hw
drawing pigs

Jeers
8 a.m. finals
Martha Stewart
Oprah
Katie Couric
7 consecutive days of rain
Curt Schilling
Chris getting the boot on American Idol

Soon to be...

There's nothing like a good minor league game on a hot summer night. Cheap tickets, good seats, expensive beer. Bring it on.

Random knowledge

The "random article" link on Wikipedia will prepare you for Jeopardy. In the last 5 minutes I have read articles on the Flag of Austrias; Parmalee, South Dakota; the black-capped squirrel monkey; the Swedish Railway Museum, and Lawrence Funderburke (current power forward on the Bulls).

And now for Sunday night TV...

Roommate Story #1

The other day, one of my roommates went grocery shopping. I came home and saw a huge watermelon on the kitchen table. Since it's not something the typical college student would buy, I said something to her.

Me: "What's with the watermelon?"

L: "It was a really good deal. It was 49 cents. So I bought the biggest one they had, 23 pounds."

Me: "Oh, you mean 49 cents a pound."

Silence.

Me: "They don't sell watermelon for 49 cents. It's by the pound. Did you look at your receipt?"

She didn't. But when she eventually did, she had bought a watermelon--at 49 cents a pound for a total of $12.

*This story was reprinted with permission. She knows I laugh because I love.