Waiting, waiting, waiting.

We leave for the hospital in about an hour. They pushed her back to 11:30 instead of 7:30.
Buffy was good last night. James Marsters is acting his ass off this season. He’s always good but this is a stellar year for him.

I made the mistake of checking my e-mail this morning only to discover that the electronic newsletter I’m responsible for got mailed a day in advance. Stupid content management systems that can’t manage content. I guess I shouldn’t expect too much–it’s a microwank product.