Lethargy is Eating My Vacation

I've come to the following conclusion after watching way too many episodes in an NCIS marathon.

Is it just me, or is Tony DiNozzo like a much suaver version of Guy Gardner?

Some men have to TRY to be that obnoxious, other men raise it to an artform. :-)

(I didn't like the character right away, but there's something about an incredibly irritating man who beats someone up while having been tied to a chair that turns my crank. Heh.)

I just wish USA would stop playing that Monk commercial with the Magnum PI themesong*. It's echoing through my head like nothing else.

On the plus side, I got my Christmas presents wrapped (my family is Catholic, of varying levels of actual devoutness going from me, who is lapsed enough to be all but agnostic, to my mother, who actually taught Sunday School... I love my mother, but that development STILL boggles my mind) and have otherwise done little of consequence.

I love vacation. I will have no brain cells left for law school. Godwilling.

*Music identified by SallyP!