和 敬 西 洋

I am REALLY tired for having done not-a-whole-lot today; got up early (read: before 10 am on a weekend) to take Mom to the airport, which was a rather bumpy task (she was running late and needed to yell at someone, I was in firing range), hit up Mitsuwa for Monday night's miso soup ingredients (and the fall edition of Kimono Salon - sssh! I haven't worked the OT for it yet...), then came back and flopped onto the couch to watch the last disc of Heroes season 2. (The first half of the season was all right, but the last 4 episodes.... eh.) Unloaded the dishwasher, put in the first two discs of 12 Kingdoms (surprisingly good, though the short ep length is a pain in the ass), and went back to doing my best imitation of a turnip.

I also broke a pot and managed to get a few loads of laundry and some watering in the backyard done, but... I don't really feel like I accomplished much.


I did put on The Boots at 7 this morning and have been stomping around in them all day. ^______^ There's something about the attitude they give me (the heel making my legs look a few yards longer is nice, too) that's so damn addictive. Like, "Bring it on!" but with less cheerleader and more badass or something. I dunno. I luffs them. And they don't even need breaking in. o.O: My feet feel just FINE - no pinching, no blisters, no rubbing... Nada. And they don't weigh much more than a pair of 8-hole Doc Martens, either, as far as I can tell, so it's not like I'm wearing crazy leg weights or something.