Sometimes a Day Rises Above Itself

of Salamanders often go astray. No, I didn’t make it to the gym last night. Not my fault. The Professor (who, it must be said, did a fair amount erranding yesterday, getting the apartment situation straightened out and picking up my freshly cleaned camera) informed me when I got home that he hadn’t gotten around…

Couldn’t take it any more. I pushed through most of the morning feeling slightly sick. Sitting down is, pardon the pun, a pain in the ass. I felt progressively worse as the morning wore on, but I was determined to make it into work for my 2:00 start time. By 1:30 my feelings had grown…

Don’t it always seem to go…

If I was reading this in any other person’s journal, I’d suspect the veracity of the storyteller. At the very least I’d wonder if the author was suffering Munchausen’s by proxy. Satan’s Little Fart Cloud was confirmed today to be diabetic. We’ve worried about this for the last year and a half because of the…

I am not the center of the universe. I am not even part of the Oort cloud in most people’s universes. The question is, why does that come as a surprise every time I learn it? Less than complimentary things can be said about my ego some times.

Thank-you.