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If you're having a terrific, wonderful, couldn't-be-better day - good for you. Me? It is Le Suck all over. For everyone I can see within my viewing radius. Glad to provide some balance. You're getting all the karmic benefits today - enjoy.

To the good, I understand it is now Spring. Terrific. I'll be glad to shed one of my three layers in anticipation and begin thinking about drinking cold things instead of scalding.

I also plucked another completely jet-black, curly hair from the back of my otherwise straight, blond to the point of white head. I had a grandfather on Mom's side of the family with this jet black, curly hair - my aunt inherited the curly, but Mom only got the dark hair, straight as a stick. Of the four kids, three made the genetic bingo and got blond hair. The curly, not so much.

But still, I have this patch of very dark, curly hair at the crown of my head. Hello, Grandpa. Maybe, I'd have preferred to know you than just share genes (he died at 59 of a heart attack, LOOOOONG before I was born).

I keep expecting to find them turning white or silver. Naw.

Jim is getting broody. It's endearing and cute and I really would like him to have a small child to cosset, care for and make much of. Another year. At least. Bah.

Out of sorts. Nothing some chocolate and Sims won't cure.

If you're having a terrific, wonderful, couldn't-be-better day - good for you. Me? It is Le Suck all over. For everyone I can see within my viewing radius. Glad to provide some balance. You're getting all the karmic benefits today - enjoy.

To the good, I understand it is now Spring. Terrific. I'll be glad to shed one of my three layers in anticipation and begin thinking about drinking cold things instead of scalding.

I also plucked another completely jet-black, curly hair from the back of my otherwise straight, blond to the point of white head. I had a grandfather on Mom's side of the family with this jet black, curly hair - my aunt inherited the curly, but Mom only got the dark hair, straight as a stick. Of the four kids, three made the genetic bingo and got blond hair. The curly, not so much.

But still, I have this patch of very dark, curly hair at the crown of my head. Hello, Grandpa. Maybe, I'd have preferred to know you than just share genes (he died at 59 of a heart attack, LOOOOONG before I was born).

I keep expecting to find them turning white or silver. Naw.

Jim is getting broody. It's endearing and cute and I really would like him to have a small child to cosset, care for and make much of. Another year. At least. Bah.

Out of sorts. Nothing some chocolate and Sims won't cure.

Data will eat me. Wait. That doesn't scan right. *slaps self*

Seriously - work has been so crazed, the bits and bytes that make up my life are doing the hula through my subconscious.

If I am curt, abrupt, or simply appear not to be paying attention - I'm aware of the problem, and steps are being taken to remedy the problem. Stand by. It's not your imagination.

oh wait

Uh, that's what I've been saying so many times it's gotten to be rote. Well, it's true anyway.

IF YOU NEED SHOES ASK ME NOW I DELIVER. SERIOUSLY.

See you tonight at the Norwalk store - and I'm going home at seven! NYAH.

Oh hells. Here, have some novelty records:

Ti Kwan Leep Boot To The Head - The Frantics
Cocktails For Two - Spike Jones

Yes, it's been that kind of week.