It's not like I've been all depressed and shit for two weeks straight, moping about eyeglasses and dental insurance. I'm generally happy everyday but come to think of it... work has been incredibly stressful lately, like I don't want to be there anymore stressful, and my car's transmission looked liked it was totally screwed, and the TV I've carted around, since 1996 died in the middle of Ghosthunters , and the money I've been saving for some wonderful things in the future are now tagged for the car+TV, and then I ate too many almonds one day. ugh my stomach, and then it seemed I ran out of words again. Okay, so yeah I had a lot of things bringing me down, crimping my style, setting the dial on to funk the last couple weeks. The over-sharing has been helpful here as a way to release some thoughts without burdening B who's nothing but patient with my moodiness. There's also been a few nights of fun mixed in, namely I finally met Ms Sizzle ...