Commercials. Paul Shaffer singing about a two-day sale may be a holiday commercial with a piano, but it is a sorry substitute for Rufus Wainwright singing "What Are You Doing New Year's Eve?" That was my favorite holiday commercial ever, aside from the Hershey kiss handbells.
Morning of Day 35 comes to Balboa, and a monkey looks around curiously. "Where did those two boorish pricks go?" it wonders. "I hope they're not coming back." Lill is awake and rubbing her eyes. "I don't know why God's puttin' me through this." Totally. God is ruthless, sweeping you up in a tornado and depositing you on Survivor like this. Lill tells Sandra that she can't sleep because of the various kinds of pain she's in, and Sandra assures her that she can hang in for another four days. "You're going to have to take it for four days," Sandra chuckles, and Darrah adds, "We'll drag you along." Heh. This makes Lill smile, just slightly. In an interview, Lill explains that her arms and legs are in a lot of pain, and that she has a lot of numbness, as well. She hypothesizes that it might be menopause. It might, I suppose, although I would think the five or six hundred bug bites she has on her arms and legs might also be part of the explanation.