Last night [read: Thursday] was crazy-fied...
I went up to mom's (after Nela's volleyball game) to watch nbc's programming...
We missed Friends [watched it this afternoon], Scrubs sucks, Will & Grace made me LMAO as usual, Good Morning Miami was great *swoon/giggle*, but ER... whoa baby!
I was more shocked than when George was walking down the street in his nun outfit [The Practice]... my mom, Nela and created such a ruckus (I quickly gasped loudly and said, "Oh my gosh!" later followed by "He was on Fame!"; mom simply repeated "He's a surgeon!" in a soft whisper, over and over again; Nela began to squirm and shriek once it actually set it what had happened!) that my step-dad rushed over to get a blow-by-blow from us...
This afternoon I found out that Karen [landlord: wife] watches, and Jessica [her daughter my age] called her as soon as it happened, "Mom!" Chuck [landlord] however, had fallen asleep... only to be woken up by the reactions. So when he saw that my pvr (now relocated to their living room for the weekend) had recorded it, he asked to see when Romano cut off his arm.
Fancy techy gal that I am, I had that bugger spinning faster then he could say, "helicopter!" Watching it all the second time, I lost it before he had even stood back up! *shudders* I don't even want to think about what's to come!
