I'm 100 years old.
Apparently, going out on a school night and not getting to bed until 11:30 is something I can't do anymore. After I got home from work yesterday, I was exhausted. So exhausted, that I didn't even blog. Not even a phone-it-in post in the form of a Sadie picture. I don't like that I'm one down in this here Forced March.
Here is a pic of my favorite painting from the show. I love that the creepy little bastard is all, "Go ahead. I dare you to try and make it up those stairs."