Spock is listening to you ...

Ewww. I just vacuumed the upstairs and I always forget to empty the bagless part of our vacuum and it was groooosssssss. It's a wonder the thing could pick anything up it was so full. Yuckers!

For the record, it's cold. Not as cold as some places, but still cold. I think we were 29F this morning. My dogs were not thrilled to be peeing on frozen grass. I told them that the faster they peed the faster we could go back inside.

I watched Star Trek again last night. There are a lot of things I love about that movie, but it's the little things that make it pop for me. Like when Spock is going up to the bridge for the first time and he's alone in the lift and he tilts his head just so. It's so reminiscent of Leonard Nimoy's Spock that it's eerie. I also love Kirk's squeal when he's sees how big his hands are when he's having the allergic reaction. Cracks me up!

I'm slowly, slowly, slowly starting to get notifications in my messages for comments. They're a day or three behind and I'm still not receiving email notifications but they're starting to trickle in. At least I won't have to hunt through all my past entries to see if I have any unanswered comments (that I don't know about).

I think I'm about done. I have things to do, you know. Very important things. Things that involve vampires and fighting.
Later!