I just finished my first day on the sales floor at Kohl's. The pain... the pain. My back hurts, my knees hurt, my ankles hurt, and my feet are numb. They don't give us nearly enough sit-down breaks.
I've never been terribly enamored of Enterprise, but Twilight tonight was fascinating and fantastic. Suddenly, I was thrust back to my sophomore Neurobiology class, particularly the Friday afternoon seminars on Oliver Sacks' The Man Who Mistook His Wife for a Hat. AlternateUniverse!Archer was "The Lost Mariner," anterograde amnesia shattering his reality. Great fodder for a neat mood piece. If only I had the time to write. *g*