So I’m in season 8 of the X-Files. Needless to say, I’ve been watching a lot of the X-Files. We only just got all the rest of the seasons late last month, and I’m already 7.5/9ths through them. Hmm, some might look at that number as bad math. I’m not because it’s nearly three in the morning and I’m watching an episode about a guy who’s on drugs using his third eye to kill people in their dreams. I’ve spent pretty much all day in front of the X-Files crocheting. I’ve made one and a half pillowcases today as well as about five rows on the Katie blanket. Hopefully tomorrow I get some time in organizing all my stuff because I’ve got arts and crafts supplies all over the living room and den. I’m decent at organizing some stuff, but sometimes the logic of putting things away escapes me. It could be the yarn talking. Or the insanity or seven and a half seasons of the X-Files in a fairly short period of time. Or both. 🙂