Yesterday was a crap day turned around.
At approximately one am the past lurked.
I curled and clutched and tossed in sleep.
General health restored during the day by your words. I'd reproduce your cure here, but though it rejuvinated me, it may induce the gag reflex in others. Again, thank you.
Laughs also helped...in form of photoshopping. (See: last post; new feature.)
The Red Sox took them down easily.
I'm hoping my Halloween costume for tomorrow night is executed as brilliantly in reality as it is in my head.
Also, congrats Kells!
Solid plans. My old adage: "A plan is just a list of things that don't happen." - I've changed my mind. Safe enough to think a bit ahead. Television, awards, shows in November. My first Thanksgiving without my family. Christmas unites. January finds us all together in Panama. Silent wow. Stoked.
Trust me, I was merciful. The words were worse (more amazing?).
