Terrible, No Good, Very Bad...

...Day. Yes, I am having one of those. In fact, it's stretched into a crummy week. And this is my favourite time of year! Hardly seems right. I have a killer stress-ache and no amount of huffy-puffy yoga breath is going to make a dent.

Perhaps I still have some Nyquil left somewhere.

Oh, too bad about Madonna and Guy. For some reason I felt better with them married. I believed their people when they released official statements denying marital troubles! Hey, Mr. DJ -- I've been lied to.