So, this morning I was pretty forlorn, and very melancholy. I had that familiar D-ache and I was dreading the day. It was SUPPOSE to be horrible weather. So, I cocoon in bed wishing my life was different, in essence, feeling fucking sorry for myself.

Then I look outside. Blue sky, sunshine and some heat.

Knocked me flat on my ass, the wave of joy I had. I may even run tomorrow. And there's GONNA be some football, oh yeah baby! I still have juice in my soul. It still bubbles up and it still makes me dance.

Took a shower, planned for some long overdue cleaning and excitedly waiting for my new computer. I took the time to even send a small something to the relief effort for Haiti. I really can't afford it but its the right thing to do. The universe hasn't let me fall down and not get up, so I want to help those who can't.

I yearn to be at Macworld to see my other "family". I miss everyone so. I wonder if i will be back on my feet by this time next year (i fucking better be). I'm toying with the idea of a layover in Wichita on the way to San Francisco. That's pretty farfetched since Dodah is in a blackhole when it comes to air travel destinations.

I really feel great after seeing the sunshine - i don't know if its psychological or even chemical. I'm just am grateful for this little miracle.

*** dammit ***

dammit dammit dammit
forgot to pay the power bil

Ran downtown to pay it. I'm hoping I'm in time.

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