Brain-matter decorating.....

It's another Monday! Can you handle it? That seems to be the question at large running around with an assault rifle and eagle-eyes. Another week has come and gone, and yet I feel nothing but exhaustion. Nothing was resolved like some episode of House where Dr. House and Dr. Cameron come THIS CLOSE to fooling around but he grows a conscience and stops the whole thing because "She's trying to Save him like she was trying to Save her dying husband. " If I were single and Dr. Cameron wanted to "Save" me, I'd be like "HELP ME!! HELP ME!!! I'm DROWNING in my own terminal desperation!" Then again, Cameron had no problem doing X and shacking up with another one of her collegues, you really don't know where she's been. She's a bad girl! During that episode, she looked like a total hard-core drug user: Skinny, dark circles around the eyes, face looking semi-haggard. That ranks right up there with Mariska Hargitay's make-up job. That one just screams: I'm a miserable cop surrounded by chain-smokers, dealing with the scum of the earth, trying not to get any on me. I say it like this because it's really hard to make either one of those women look burnt out and haggard, they're both gorgeous, but look at me again, stating the obvious.