Dexter, Season One.

Doctor Jones (Senior) had the holy grail;

I have Dexter, Season One.

It is a shiny, shiny beacon of happiness, much like watching Firefly, listening to Peace Sells…But Who’s Buying?, or reading Crime and Punishment.

Also, a brief interlude from work:

Customer Man : Well, she’s the worker.

Customer Wife : He’s a criminal, you know. Bank robber. Might even steal some of your computers.

Me : That’s interesting. I always thought there was more money in being a jewel thief.

Customer Man : Really?

Me : Well, yeah. Banks don’t carry too much in the way of petty cash, there’s inks and dyes to worry about, sequential bills… just about the only way to get away with it and not get caught later is to either rob the deposit boxes or ask for it all in coins, which’d just be too bulky. Jewelry’s lighter, easier to haul, and you make out better in the end.

Other Customer : *laughs* So you’ve spent a little time thinking about this, have you?

Me : Umm… (My brain: don’t say it’s a hobby, don’t say it’s a hobby, don’t say it’s a hobby…) yeah.

-Track
(I swear, it’s not a hobby)

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