Today...

I'm just not feeling... right. I think it's the barometric pressure. Sinuses are a bit grumpy and I've got a bit of muscle tightness that usually indicates that there are problems afoot in the world I don't know about. That's a given. There's tonnes of problems I don't know about. I'm still blaming the weather, though.
( just normal stuff... for me, anyway. )

I'm still feeling tense, like the other shoe, Universally speaking, has not quite dropped yet. It'll pass, I'm sure. Just wish it would pass quickly.

Okay, okay. I broke down and took a picture...

The Pants, by the way, came from Mother Pockets. The Cloak, by the way, came from Capi. No, they never met each other, and the Pants were Mom Pockets first. Odd, huh?

**** didn't anyone notice I have a belly like a Buddha? Ya'll are too good to me.

Okay.. I'm officially better.

There is an episode of House, where he treats the little girl with cancer. If you've ever seen it, you know the one. She's such a brave little trouper... remember?

I remember the first time I saw it and cried for 20 minutes afterwards. Great big ol' sobs. I've seen that episode probably five times now, and I still get all leaky over it. Yeah. Like that.

Thanks for being in my life, guys.