I've been mildly struck down by the beginnings of a cold. Or maybe it's allergies. Or maybe it's my sinuses. It's hard to tell at this stage of the game. Whatever, I feel cruddy, okay. So I came home from work, put on my jams, crawled into bed and watched the first of what would be several episodes of The West Wing.
Because that show is awesome. I loved it when it was on and when Netflix made it available to stream I plotzed with joy. Now if only they would stream Gilmore Girls and America's Next Top Model, my life would be complete. And Little House on the Prairie.
Back to the West Wing. Don't you just love how idealistic governing seems on that show? All they want to do is serve the people. I mean, I hate all politicians right now. I don't like them most days but with this whole shutdown business, and the fact that it has hijacked NPR which means I can't listen to it without wanting to spit, well, I think they're all criminals and should be marched out onto the streets of Washington so we can throw rotten fruit at them and say mean things about their hair cuts.
Oh blast, I got off topic again. The West Wing -- It's awesome. (Sorry, the Nyquil has set in. I'm not so lucid.)(Also, I had to look up how to spell Nyquil. And I object. My whole life I've thought it was Nite-quil. I should be, right?)