The Dangerous Existence of Madame Lee

This has been the shortest work week EVAR. I was off Monday for MLK Day, which I spent mostly doing laundry and also driving my friend Michael to Lowe's to pick up some boxes (he's moving out of Spavinsville, lucky stiff). I worked Tuesday and Wednesday, and then on Thursday I went home early because I caught The Plague from lolmom (who had it last week) and had to call in yesterday as well. I'm feeling better (albeit heavily medicated) now that I'm not coughing until my eyes water every fifteen minutes, and I was well enough to do some errands today (if by "errands" you mean "I got my every-two-weekly pedicure" and "oh yeah, I went to the bookstore and spent the FUCK out of the $50 gift card my father sent me for Christmas and still wound up going over because I am constitutionally incapable of avoiding the bargain rack").

Also, you can always tell I am really out of it when I can't follow a battle scene; I watched Samurai Banners last night and towards the end, kept going, "Wait, what the fuck?...Oh, right, there's the vanguard, yeah. Did Takeda win this one? I don't remember." (He said he did, though a lot of Takeda Shingen's battles with Uesugi Kenshin were pretty inconclusive.) Also, if I were lost in the snow and some guy who looked like Toshiro Mifune were following me, I'd let him find me, but I'm not gonna lie, I'm shallow.

So that's it. Now, it's time to get back on the wagon, I guess.