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That's right, he's back, and so the spoilers are behind the cut in

( Sam's Three Things About House! )

3b. I didn't realise how much I missed watching House -- or what a die-hard fan I used to be, and am not anymore. It gives me a weird reaction to doctors' offices, too; I speak up more and ask more questions, but only if they're smart ones. :D

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I just did my tax for the year.

Ouch.

I think I'm in the "fuck me" category where I didn't make enough to live on but made too much to get a poverty break. I cleared just over 11k, not including the WHOPPING $30 from my Paypal money-market account. My refund will be $62.

Ah well. I'll try to pretend my taxes are the taxes they're giving to the arts, and be happy. $62 is one bottle of really good whiskey, three play admissions, five pizzas, six books, seven matinee films, forty cups of tea, sixty-five Snickers bars, or two hundred and forty Superballs.

What I couldn't do with two hundred and forty Superballs.