1. Bold the shows you watch (or watched regularly in the past)
2. Underline the shows you've seen at least one episode of.
3. Post your answers.

50. Quantum Leap
49. Prison Break
48. Veronica Mars
47. Star Trek: Deep Space Nine
46. Sex & The City
45. Farscape
44. Cracker
43. Star Trek
44. Only fools and horses
41. Band of Brothers
40. Life on Mars
39. Monty Python's Flying Circus
38. Curb Your Enthusiasm
37. Star Trek: The Next Generation
36. Father Ted
35. Alias
34. Frasier
33. CSI : Las Vegas
32. Babylon 5
31. Deadwood
30. Dexter
29. ER
28. Fawlty Towers
27. Six Feet Under
26. Red Dwarf
25. Futurama
24. Twin Peaks
23. The Office
22. The Shield
21. Angel
20. Blackadder
19. Scrubs
18. Arrested Development
17. South Park
16. Doctor Who
15. Heroes
14. Firefly
13. Battlestar Galactica
12. Family Guy
11. Seinfeld
10. Spaced
09. The X-Files
08. The Wire
07. Friends
06. 24
05. Lost
04. The West Wing
03. The Sopranos
02. Buffy the Vampire Slayer
01. The Simpsons

Hayley Nadine Whitten was born on July 5, 2009 at 1:38 AM. She was 10 lbs, 5 oz and 22 inches long. (Big baby!)

I'll have pictures of her pretty soon. I just got back from the hospital, so I need some rest. Just wanted to announce it; I'm so proud of her!

Nate and I are over. I don't even want to discuss how this came about, but the important thing is that he almost beat me up last night. I actually had to run to the neighbors and go to my mother's this morning, and I'm staying here. Doesn't matter if this was the first time. I'm no Rihanna: hit me once, you won't hit me again. Why? Because I'm gone.

But it's going to be hard. I'll be raising a daughter on my own for a very long time with barely a 2-year college education. Who knows where I'm going to stay? Not my mom's, and not home [unless Nate leaves, then I will]. But leaving is the scariest part. This is the person I've known since I was 8, loved since I was probably 12 or 13. I trusted Nate for years. I simply cannot believe that he would even TRY to hit me. But for my safety and her safety, I have to go and that's it. You have no idea how hard it is. Honestly, though, it's not about me anymore. It doesn't matter what I want; it's what we need.

Just...God. I'm heartbroken and I can't believe how stupid I am. Just to pour salt in the wound, today is my second year anniversary. What a great reminder.

I found today that I am having a daughter in July. It turns out we were a whole month off before, so I'm really almost 5 months in. I'm so excited, guys. :3

Last night was a little more than strange. I fell asleep at about 10 PM, due to being tired, pregnant and having a chest cold. No sex for Valentine's, just because we weren't in the mood due to our colds. A nice dinner and some chocolate, and the end. But anyway, I woke up at 2 in the morning and started coughing. All of a sudden, I heard a buzzing noise. Thought it was my laptop at first, so I reached to turn it off.

That's when I got stung, and I screamed. In the midst of my half-asleepness, I was convinced that Nate had bitten me instead of a bee sting. Forgot what I said, but I remember stomping on his knee because I was mad. He shot up and screamed, because I accidentally got Nate in the nuts.

"WHAT THE HELL, DUDE?"
"You bit me in the arm!"
"I was asleep, Avery, what the fuck are you talking about?"

Finally, I got irritated and just walked off to the couch. Mom comes down and asks me if everything is alright. I tell her that he bit me for no reason, then my mom looks kind of irritated. "Oh. Hold on, hon." Then the yelling started after she got upstairs.

Both Nate and Mom were yelling at eachother, screaming accusations. Long story short, we looked at my arm, found the dead bee on the floor and realized that I was being a half-asleep retard. Then everyone was like "I'M SORRY" and we eventually started crying. I don't know why, but we were REALLY apologetic.

So finally, at 5 when everyone was done apologizing and then telling campfire stories, we all went to bed. I wake up at 11:30 and go to throw up my baby's displeasure, thinking how the hell all of that happened. And now I'm telling you all, as it is relatively interesting.

It is officially official. I am pregnant again. Let us all hope for no miscarriages this time around and hope that the baby will be okay. Apparently, the little thing is perfectly fine according to the quickety-split ultrasound I got (11 weeks pregnant at this point = heartbeat?) And yes, there was one, so we're perfect so far. I'm excited and Nate is pretty giddy, too. He's not surprised this time, so it's all cool.

Okay, so remember when Mommy was joking around about being knocked up earlier in the month? Well, look who is seriously pregnant again. Why does this happen while I'm at school, fuckin' seriously? It's annoying with the time frame, but I'm happy. I'll be going through college through the whole pregnancy, and so be it if I totally go into labor during class. Nate's across the street, so he'd be running over here anyway.

Speaking of him, he doesn't know yet. Hell, I'm not even sure if the prego test is right. I still have to go to the doctor's, but my mom knows at this point. She's nervous just like her own self, but obviously not bitter like last time. Aren't I glad! Well, yeah, I'll update more on the accurateness on this little pregnancy test as soon as I hit the doctor's tomorrow.

1. Name: Avery Janell Whitten
2. Birthday: March 7
3. Where do you live: Washington.
4: What are you studying/What are you working as: EMT
5. What makes you happy: Sunlight. NOT THE DARK COUGH.
6. What are you listening to now/have listened to last: Eminem - Business
7. What is particularly good/bad about my LJ: I whine a lot. That's bad.
8. An interesting fact about you: Uh...I'm married.
9. Are you in love/have a crush at the moment: See #8.
10. Favorite place to be: Anywhere that's not dark D:
11. Favorite lyric: "If you were gay, that'd be okay!"
12. Best time of the year: Summer, because it's hot and epic.
13. Weirdest food you like: Hash browns with chocolate on it.

RECOMMEND
1. A film: An American Crime
2. A book: "Moab Is My Washpot" by Stephen Fry (I'll just go for what James said. Sssshhh.)
3. A song: The Answer - Blue October
4: A band: Blue October.

PLUS
1. One thing you like about me: You're awesome, James. And very amusing.
2. Two things you like about yourself: I'm a good wife and I'm happy.
3. Put this in your lj so I can tell you what I think of you? I am, dummy.

My mom has just told me that she is pregnant at the age of 53. FIFTY PLUS THREE YEARS OLD. I could be the kid's mother myself, my mom is so old to be pregnant again! Well, looks like the fourth (and maybe last) child of our family will be born this September. Whee.

I realized today that 90% of /b/tards are strangely lithe. You'd think a lot of them would be a little overweight to the level of Miserable Fat-Ass, but no, not them. I'm slim (even if I'm not extremely /b/tarded), James is slim, a lot of my friends are either sticks or just as mentioned and etc. It's probably because we don't eat due to our absorbtion in /b/sness.