I am 32 years old and am wearing Power Ranger socks this morning.
I, sadly, could probably also name at least ten rangers from episodes past.
Up for work, waiting for Ted to get here to take me. I need to shove food into my maw before going.
Star Trek is on TV Land. I keep meaning to watch these one day.
I also feel sort of sad, yet sort of chuckly, that I haven't eaten meat since May 1st, except for yesterday, when I made an exception for Spam.