Aha, chemo therapy. Who would have thought that someone could be happy to have 900mg of toxic chemicals dumped into them? Heh. All things considered I feel good, despite 3 hours sleep.

The steroids kicked in about 200AM, or the Benedryl wore off, I and have spent two hours of the early morning downloading songs, finding lyrics, burning CD's. I got my Smallville DVD today—I had to order it from Canada, as it's not released in the USA because of syndication rights. But, it's fabulous. It's absolutely gorgeous.

I also got the DVD of "To Kill A Mockingbird". This is one of the hallmarks of my youth. I vividly remember watching this in the den at J's house when we were teenagers, and I was fascinated, enthralled. It was a singular Saturday afternoon out of nearly 25 years. This adaptation stands on its own and does a great job of evoking the emotions and visuals of Harper Lee's novel. Even after some 30 odd years. I've my eye on Dr. Zhivago next. S's copy of "Lord to the Rings" should arrive any day now.