Squirrel Thoughts

(EDITOR’S NOTE: “In a nutshell” is an occasional series featuring some select musings/tangents of Squirrel.)

La Nina is a bitch. A silly, silly bitch. Seriously, enough with the snow already, you whore. I’ve reverted to wearing my snow boots to work every day and changing into more professional-looking shoes when I get to the office, kindergarten style.

Thankfully, though, I don’t drive in it most days, as the Mountain Line bus service gives me free rides to and from work, so I don’t have to try to maneuver my unwilling vehicle through all that snowy, slushy, icy muck.

Also, would it kill you to let a little sun shine through every once in a while? My vitamin D stores are running dangerously low, and I am not afraid to fight you over it. Ho.

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Last night’s episode of HIMYM was legen – wait for it — DARY. I’m not going to pretend I don’t usually cry watching it, because that show always gets the waterworks flowing for me. (Yeah, shut up. I know it’s a comedy. But it’s always so touching, damnit! Like that new year’s episode where Marshall gets a marching band to play “Auld Lang Syne” for Lily at the airport? Don’t try to tell me you didn’t well up just a bit during that one!)

Anyway, a lot of people (and by “people,” I mean anonymous commentors on the Internet I don’t actually know) are complaining they shouldn’t have used the “gimmicky” numbers thing to count down to Marshall finding out about his dad. But ya know, I thought the writers played it perfectly. Everyone was having fun and playing along to find each number, just like Marshall was feeling good after finding out his boys can swim, and then BAM! — bad news. And everyone watching felt just as sucker-punched by the news as Marshall. Maybe that wasn’t the intention, but that’s what I got out of it.

And I love Jason Segel even more now. I might have to move him up to No. 3 on the “Five Famous People I’m Allowed to Hook Up With and It Doesn’t Count as Cheating” list. (He’s currently at No. 4, behind Leo, JT and Jason Bateman c. 2003-06.)

On a could-not-possibly-be-related-in-any-way note, I may be developing an unhealthy emotional attachment to fictional TV characters.

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For some reason, I’m getting an unusual kick out of signing e-mails with “Happy new year!” and have been doing it on every one I send. How far into the year can you say that before it gets creepy?

Finally, I renewed my blog’s domain name today, kids, so get ready for a 2011 chock-full of Squirrel Thoughts!

Happy new year!