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So, because actually talking to people in realtime requires my head not to be full of snot and actually moving requires me to have more energy than I do, I've been slowly working through my backlog of comments and emails, of which I get a fair number.

This morning alone, one person recommended Steven Brust but couldn't find titles of his books, and another person later on gave me the titles; someone recc'd Samuel Shellabarger; someone informed me that Robin Buss is the translator to read as regards The Count of Monte Cristo, which many people told me was even better than The Three Musketeers; I got a recc for a local health clinic; and all that's just the stuff I copied and pasted into my notes file for later consultation.

My journal is many things to me, including a place to rant, a place where sometimes I'm concerned about ranting, a way of expressing my opinions without worrying that I'm forcing them on people, a gathering place, a research source, and a mode of communication when my inability to communicate well in other mediums becomes strikingly clear.

I'm approaching the fourth anniversary of the journal in mid-March, and I find it quite amazing the twists and turns my trajectory through fandom has taken. If you do the math, I've kept this journal for 1460 days, which means that on average more than one person per day has friended me. That's surreal, you guys.

All of which is to say I love Sam's Cafe very much, and the people in and around it make me happy. SO THERE.

This is in no way connected to the giant dose of medication I took this morning. Nuh uh.

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Sam's Three Things About Heroes -- because I can use the internets to TRAVEL IN TIME.

Now all I need is a sword.

1. Nathan and Hiro need to work together all the time every possible minute because FOR GREAT AWESOMES. Nothing in Heroes will ever be better than the Nathan-Hiro dynamic. Not even Claude. (Speaking of which, not enough Claude.)

2. Stop whining, Claire. No. Really. Stop whining, or you're going to lose your name and I will redub you Crazypants Junior. You are the daughter of awesomepants Nathan, so that would be sad, but you are the granddaughter of crazypants French-speaking Grandmama Petrelli, so it can happen. You're on warning.

3. OMG MY COWORKER M WAS RIGHT. IT'S MALCOLM MCDOWELL. AND HE'S MAKING A POT PIE.

3a. My urge to throttle Mohinder has not abated. Since the pilot. That takes a special kind of irritating, but Mohinder has it in spades.