I seriously barely have time for this. And lately I am comparing myself to the vessel, no, the oar, and that could be of a ship or a mine.
Today, while I'm riding to the beach with the Junkie, I'll be humming James Taylor (the cd of the morning), a) because it's cloudy and it was either James or Frank. b) because Denny likes it c) because I'm a cowboy and I win for wearing the most button up shirts at once, cotton, wool and jacket.

For the blackened mood I was in yesterday, I am a total kitten this morning.
prrr.