Sometimes it's the little things in life that make us happy.
Like that little box on top of my TV.
You know, the box that will lovingly "Record this series" of Lost for me, while I am working a 16 hour shift tonight at the hospital.
While I am assessing my patients, passing meds, cleaning poop, drawing blood, consoling families, holding a hand or two, conferring with doctors about plans of care...
Sun will be plotting, Des will be sailing (maybe), Sawyer will be lusting (or we'll be lusting on him, whatever), and Ben will be scrambling to get the O6 back to the Island.
I will not be back to discuss until Friday, when I have recovered from my lack of sleep, watched the missed episode once (or twice) sans commercials, taken and reviewed my notes (thanks for the idea, Lula), then read your take on the show.