My shoulders are aching. I need a massage, badly.

Work has been toxic lately and will be more so in the next couple of months. Pulling 12-13 hour work days for the past 3-4 months or so plus sneaking in a couple of hours of work during weekends has taken a toll on my social life. Oh, wait. I don't have one.

My guess is that the 13-hour work days would turn to 18 hours. I need vitamins.

I've been watching the first season of Grimm and I think it has potential. It's a cop drama with a fairy tale twist. The premise of the series is that supernatural creatures live amongst us and most of the time, they maintain human form. Some people with gifts, such as grimms, are able to see their true creature form.

I like this series because it's a little bit of a change of what I see on TV these days. Sure, I like procedural cop and medical dramas, but sometimes I need a bit of fairy dust in my life. Even if that fairy dust makes me see monsters.

Anyhow, another reason why I like Grimm is because it shows some truth about people. No, I don't think people are monsters even if sometimes they act like one. What I mean here is that there are other layers to people that we hardly ever see. On the surface, what you see is a nice and calm exterior but there may be something scary or sad underneath. And it's not easy to peel those layers. You can't force it; the person would have to be willing to show you who he really is and show you the different layers of his personality.

I'm glad that no one has grimm-like abilities. That way, no one will be able to see my layers. Who knows what I'm capable of, no one has seen the monstrous layers underneath my sweet smile yet. I could be a blutbad and I just might bite your head off.