to say i’m remiss in my mad men episodes is an understatement.

the last time i watched, sally went to town on her hair with a scissors,

and then went to town on herself at a sleepover.

psychiatry ensued.

for me and sally.

i’m aware monsieur draper behaved dreadfully on sunday’s season finale.

i’m not sure what wicked deed was committed, but i’m sure as hell not going to find out reading it here or here.

until i’m caught up, i’m ceasing any possible internet exposure to don’s distressing act.

powering down loves.