The hot, hot heat is bandaging my soul; The oozing wounds of boredom have not yet been cauterized

Certain members of my family have hit the sevens this week (literally) and have generously decided to spread the wealth by taking me
out to dinner almost every night this week. It almost feels like I'm dating them, which is just wrong. Also, Buffy ended this week, which is an event even I can't even make a smartass remark about. Lets all pause here for a moment of silence.

By the way, the new music revolution hasn't happened yet, even though Sweden seems so promising, what with it's legacy of great foreign exports such as ABBA, wooden shoes, and IKEA. And by the way, if you haven't twigged it out by now, radio still sucks.