(My tu-tu-turtle face, my tu-tu-turtle face, from the Prospect Park Zoo, photo by Brian M.)
Last night I woke up from a bad dream into night paralysis-- just stuck there, unable to move. The silliest part was that my brain was telling me "you need to tweet about Bat-ham. The Hog Crusader. Watch out, Peter Porker!" Thanks brain, thanks for nothing. Other than that-- nothing. It is snowing today, which is cracking me up. Sadly, I have a crappy umbrella. I used to have the best crappy umbrella. You know, one of those cheap two dollar ones, but for some reason...it was great. It must have been the first one on the factory line that morning, because everything about it worked. It was fantastic, but was destroyed by the 2010 tornado. RIP, umbrella. Ella. Ella. I...I don't know, I don't have anything to report. Jenny & I haven't even been watching any interesting television, actually. We watched a Tosh.0 with special guest Chris Brown. I'm pretty close to taking that out of DVR rotation-- as much as I like clip-shows, Daniel Tosh has just stopped being funny, & the program is fully bro rape culture racist anymore. Just another example of a comedian thinking they are "edgy" by...reinforcing the dominant paradigm. Yawn. We've also finally caught up on Glee-- none of my opinions on that show have changed even slightly. It is both good & terrible, & the only characters I care about are Brittany & Kurt. On the flip side, Kurt & Brittany are perfect. Otherwise, that is about it. I've been killing the television pretty early & reading, which is an a-okay way of spending time. I seriously have got nothin'. I went to the gym yesterday? I did lower weights, higher reps. Just to keep things fluid & mixed up. Same thing with Sunday; well, no. Sunday I put in a long haul & I did higher weight. I'm just saying-- given how lazy I was last week, I'm trying to make up for it this week. Blah blah blah. So very very.