for some reason.
my pictures don't show up very well.
i uploaded one pink picture to my folder.
i'll get around to doing more later.

i feel strange.
it could be that it is four fifty in the morning.
or it could be that antibiotics are evil.
completely bloody evil.

my pinkness is really improved how i'm feeling.
unluckily, i'm just getting over a bit of flu.

but it hopefully hasn't made me too miserable to be around.

i feel rather happy with myself.
relaxed.
like some weight was taken away.

content.
content.
content.

a fat bottom'd bee once again.


the crows are calling outside the window.
for once it doesn't make me crazy.
it feels comfortable.
since they are always there.

i think this new found contentedness may be in part to some maturity that i've found or some such thing.

whatever.
don't care why.
just pleased.

now it's time to curl up with mother night in my blanket and read.

goodnight.