On A Lighter Goddamned Note

Jesus...when did this blog turn into "Ordinary People"??

I apologize. While all of the feelings are genuine and true, the apology is for the descent into an emo abyss brought on by my goddamned hormones. And my addiction to romance novels. Seriously, I think I need help.

Some points of interest.

Apparently, the Blue Line has been determined to be the bumpiest line on the Chicago EL system. And I say "it's about time some research was done on this very important issue. Thanks, Scientists!"

I want one of these "pocket dogs". They weigh like 3 pounds, and you don't even really have to take em out. You can paper train them with very little incident.

I am also addicted to Brie. Imagine my joy at the grocery store when I was able to take advantage of a Buy one, Get one situation!

And today my uterus is a burninating lum of fire in my lower torso and I can't get to any advil until I get to work. In 2 hours.
Suck.