It's Friday night, Jenny's off doing her play, and her friends from NASA are planning to show up, so she's stoked. I'm all ready to party down with a Hot E&M Problem (sooo fucking rusty... It took a couple of hours last night to derive Snell's Law &c. at a dielectric interface from the constitutive relations) at the local watering hole with a pint or two of extra hop for solace. Right before heading out, I learn that Joss Whedon's new series premieres tonight. I'm all alone here, and I plan on staying in to see S01E01 of Firefly. All by myself. Pathetic.