Memoirs of the Angst-Bitch

Of course, I go to play and my Internet dies. Ah well, maybe I can get my final Otakon posts done quickly so I can return. I just realized I have to find my wallet and I forgot to check the other card for pics of Wolfram and such. I can't believe I forgot about Wolfie.

I should have known that the first time I go to an Orioles game in years, they play so badly that calling quebelly on the cell phone seemed a more productive use of my time.

Also, Six Feet Under finale was disappointing in every sense of the word. The only redeeming factor was that David finally stopped being a basket case. But everything else was so lifeless and unengaging. After the episode before it, I expected something better with Nate and Nathaniel. I also don't think that random montage at the end was needed or worth my time. They should have just given me Keith/David sex and been done with it.