Okay, so I’m a little behind the times. Breaking Bad ended in September of 2013 and I, admittedly, had never had any interest in watching it. What an egregious error in judgement.
At the urging of a friend, and the consequent risk of losing that friendship if I didn’t watch it, I subscribed for a Netflix trial, poured a glass of wine and began watching Season One, episode one. That was a few days ago and I am now on Season Two, Episode Nine. In that short period of time, I have also been working my full-time job as well as managing my daily household tasks. Sleep is for wimps.
Sunday was a challenge when I was out of power for six hours and kept myself warm by rocking back and forth in the fetal position wondering when Heisenberg and Jesse would once again grace my laptop screen.
My vernacular has taken a sudden turn as I now end every sentence with an emphatic “bitch”, and I have developed a growing attraction to a mild-mannered Chemistry teacher turned bad ass.
If I am suspiciously absent from your blog sites, I apologize. If my blog site goes unattended for a few days, I can accurately blame it on the Crystal Meth and feel safe knowing that my hallucinations are a result of sleep deprivation and not drug use.