Half the point of staying up late for conference calls is that I can secretly watch awful television while David is sleeping instead of getting judged for streaming Gossip Girl in the library. My very last call of the month is tonight, and in a cruel twist of fate, Megavideo has picked tonight of all nights to cut me off for excessive viewing. What the hell is the point of doing advocacy work if I'm not rewarded by finding out why Toni Colette is putting on a poncho and peeing on her family members in the middle of the night? Hmm?
(And yes, I've already watched this week's L Word interrogation tape. Twice.)