i blame the orange juice

[schmerica]

Sometimes I persist in the notion that I think like a normal person for -- no joke -- hours at a time. And then I realize I'm lying on my bed in the dark, listening to the rain, thinking that it would be really interesting to see an AU where Muldoon didn't manage to kill Caroline Fraser, and maybe she had time to get the gun from the cabin and shoot him back, either kill him or take him in, only what if he accidentally managed to shoot Benton, except it might be on the boring side if Fraser actually died, so maybe a wound on one of his extremities that'll bother him through his life, or maybe even a spine injury so we could get paraplegia, although no matter how that goes we'd still have him growing up with a mother, but also probably a really dramatically different relationship with Bob, and then also--

That's about the time when I decide I'm gonna need to give up any sort of claim to normalcy.

My new computer came this evening. It is pretty, and clean, and has no personality as of yet. I wonder how long it will take for me to fix it and set it up to feel like me.