this is not funny. i get home from work at 8:30, stopping by the dvd store (video store? huh?) to pick up a denzel movie, only to come home, eat dinner then pass out in bed by 9:30. then i wake an hour later, take a bath, and stare at the wall while waiting for my chinese medicine to be ready, so i can go pass out again.

this reminds me what i read in one of dad's toilet-reads yesterday: 不要做一個優秀的機器人

but still, this was one of those very cool weekdays when the universe conspires to drop pleasant surprises my way:

1) waking up happy
2) finding table to sit at food court within 5 minutes
3) buying a really gold hogan bag (last one in taiwan!!) at 40% off that i'd been staring at since first day of work
4) going into new concession with both men and women therefore no stock issue yay
5) boss letting me take a week off to go to vancouver for serious R&R before my two-months-of-hell

yippee!! sleepy time.