Next time I complain about freelancing (which should be in about one week), kick me in the head and remind me of this post.

Tonight, I got to charge money for looking up comic-book factoids on the web and writing snarky comments about them. Then, then, I got to watch Supernatural twice in rapid succession -- and let me tell you, it's damn good television -- and again, I'm getting paid for it. And on Tuesdays? I do the same thing for Veronica Mars.

I have the best job in the world.

Granted those bits of my job don't pay much, which is why I'll be spending next week looking at large blown-up pictures of septic wounds at a medical conference I'm covering, and I don't plan to sleep much if at all until the 15th, because I've got a couple of major medical projects coming due at the same time. But still -- what I'm doing? Absolutely rocks.

Now I just need to figure out some way to have people pay me to watch my other TV obsessions, and hey, I really need to get that b-movie snark gig I suggested a while back.