limemenkui

Okay, I'm convinced that something is rotting in my brain.

Today has illustrated that my excitement levels have gone kooky beyond reprieve...

This morning, when getting out of my bed (which is elevated to ceiling height) I missed my footing and fell down the ladder, clinging last minute, Indiana near miss Jones style to the bed frame with my feet dangling in the air... I have acquired some bruisage as a result but as opposed to thinking *whew* that was close or scary, I was more envigorated by the fact that I could have survived a Hollywood style close call and it was better than morning caffiene...

... after spending 7hrs in filing hell, I return home to watch my beloved West Wing (my adoration of which makes very little sense in the Menkui equation) during this time I found myself helplessly fixated with the image of Josh Lyman drinking ginger ale... WHY???



You must understand that for me this is not normal...

This is normal...






See the pattern...

ANOMOLY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!



WAKARUNAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!!!!!!!!

So yeah, I got turned on by falling out of bed and Josh drinking sparkly ginger ale...

My state must be addressed... and don't get me started on the weird campy dancing and Tsukasa Domyoji in Hana Yori Dango... for some reason it is so alluring to me right now...





Domyoji is the one with the awful hair and his ass in the air by the way...





ARGH!!! What's wrong with meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee???