Small Things

Quick Post: My co-worker just went off to a Dr.'s appointment, and I reiterated some of the doctor-going advice she and I have discussed in the past.  You know, stuff along the lines of "be specific" "don't be afraid to run down every single symptom you've ever felt," and "make him answer all your questions."

Catch that?

That's right, yours truly, assumed that her doctor would be a man.

One more thing: what has happened to two of my favorite things: Television Without Pity and XXFactor ?  The TV Website that used to be a haven for snark-loving smart kids like myself is now spewing factually inaccurate, E-Entertainment style drivel. 

The where do I begin with the monstrosity that is the new "Double X"??  Hm, let's take the absolute best blog on Slate.com and relegate it to a pink-emblazoned, "chick corner" of the internet.  Let's surround the blog with incipience on interior design and make sure it's all housed in an unwieldy, ugly format with multiple bugs.  And, while we're at it, let's significantly lower the standards for content, such that a "blog post" may now consist of two sentences of background info, one humongous block quote, and two final sentences about how "interesting" the block quote is.