Vile x-ray

Last week at work was largely unterrible, and except for a man with a history of abusing the staff calling one of the clerks a racist for completely unfounded reasons, it was...you know, just a job. Which of course makes it even more like an abusive relationship, because when it's like this, I think "oh, it's not so bad," but sooner or later it's going to hit me again and I'll be miserable. Ugh.

Saturday I was very productive but today I haven't done much at all, just took laundry to my parents' house and wrote a thank you note to my uncle. I felt strangely sad for no reason, and spent a while playing a Japan-themed version of bejeweled. Then infinityduck made me spaghetti and we watched "River Monsters" with jou, until I had to pick up caffeaffogato's sister at the airport. And now I am home. And I feel okay. I just. I dunno. Someday it would be nice to be inspired again.

So anyway, I felt like doing a quietish meme, so I took this one from silver_miko:

( It's 10:30, do you know where your kids are? )

Christian Bale won the Best Supporting Actor Golden Globe for "The Fighter," and I'm very proud of him. He should have been nominated at least seven times over during his career, so I'm glad he's finally getting recognition. But dude needs to cut his hair.