Beluvered

Instead of school, I played The Hobbit for an hour this morning. I had been working through the chapters with a memory card, but it was missing this morning and I said, "What the heck," picked up the controller, and proceeded to play... I got to level three (no small accomplishment) without dying once. 

But then I became frustrated and turned it off. 

Finished school, piled onto the couch with two blankets and a dry bagel, and popped in Episodes 1 and 2 of Band of Brothers. 

The best two hours of this week. :)

I forgot just how much I love this show--well, I love it more than ever, anyway--until I watched the episodes and caught scenes and quotes that I'd seen in icons and Wikipedia articles. 

Well. Enough rambling about Band of Brothers, that most excellent and beluvered HBO mini-series. 

Although there really is nothing else to ramble on about...

Except for how I would give almost anything to have an authentic British accent.

Allrighty then. 

Maybe I'll post later...if I'm not engrossed in that most excellent and beluvered of all HBO mini-series, that is.