I did not like Three's Company. I used to watch it as a kid, and at the end, when the big reveal happened, I hid my eyes with my hands, trying to get away from the anxiety-inducing moment of embarrassment, where Jack realizes that Cindy said that Janet was ... you get the idea.
I woke with a bad headache today. I so far resisted druggin myself. That resistance has broken down, and as soon as I finish this I'm heading over to the medicine cabinet. Tasty Advil here I come.
I'm looking at you, Californication! We watched the first season of this show, but I vetoed watching more episodes because of the annoying situations the characters found themselves in. Yes, I know terrible things are going to happen when everyone finds out the truth. Just please, for the love of everything television worthy, don't stretch out the period between when the audience finds out and when the characters do.
This was a nice, fun-filled weekend. The clocks jumped forward, and Julie and I both passed our Naginata exams. It's almost sunny this morning, and I expect good things this week. Good things.
