I hated myself on Sunday...

My sleep has been touch and go for a while now.   I tend to act a bit grumpy and touchy during these times, I try not to, but it happens and I apologize for it.  Today, I wasn't 100% myself, nothing even half-heartedly merited my interest (Other than watching Syriana and some nature show), so I watched a few episodes of Buffy.  I came downstairs, I talked a little but everyone was watching something different, nothing I was personally interested with.  I'm tired of the crime drama genre, I'm pretty disgustingly sick of Law and Order.  Sometimes I'll watch an episode, but I won't want to see another after that... Over the first few years of watching it, I realized the formula of it.  It's the same formula for a vast majority of the episodes.  I forgave it because of some characters, I was a big "Lenny" fan and some of the assistants were pretty easy on the eyes, but that WANED.  It especially dropped when most episodes mirrored popular events we could read in the news.  It dropped a bit further when I became suspicious that certain scripts on the spin-offs merely changed names, perhaps a few plot details.  Anyways, Law and Order is what everyone else watches and thanks to my reaction to seeing it, I pissed someone off.  I didn't mean to, but a little later something else happened and I reacted to that.  Instead of resolving anything, it's been a time honored tradition in our family to shut down and walk away -- viola, I hated myself for bringing someone to that point.  I'm not certain if what I did really deserved it, but nevertheless, it happened.  What can I say, we craft guilt in our family.  I guess I'll make waffles for breakfast tomorrow.  It's my way of saying "what happened yesterday was too stupid to discuss, my waffles mean I'm sorry.." "EAT THEM, THEY'RE DELICIOUS!"  Of course, I don't always make waffles for that reason.

I did get to see The Dresden Files and Battlestar Galactica, both weren't bad.