I feel restless, this evening. I want to write, but I don't want to write. It's very anoying.

I did watch Bones, though it was a repeat. It was good to see her old boss again; I liked him. They've toned Booth down considerably since that episode--a good thing.

I would love to see a Bones/X-Files crossover. I'll bet Bones and Mulder would get along just...swimmingly. She'd probably get along better with Scully. I'm not even sure Booth would like Mulder much; I suspect he'd think Mulder was weird.

I didn't get to see any Dog tonight. The Chris Angel show was on, and I have no interest in that.

I bet I'll be going crazy to write at work tomorrow. Why, now that I'm home and have plenty of time, do I not really want to write? Gah!