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Moody, moody. I've been wandering around in an inexplicable melancholy all day. Circling Capital Hill, listening to Lovage. Saw the always beautiful SarahJane for an all too brief moment and then proceeded to El Greco where my good friend Skye fed me pizza and Ginger Drops, and a Cucumber Mojito and began to fill me with gladness. Then downtown to see a small bite of the Seafair parade which filled my heart to bursting with pleasure and joy such that I had to hold back the tears of happiness. Now I am home though and my unexpected sadness begins to creep back in. So very moody. More sleep would help. Perhaps about three straight decades of it. I have alot of catching up to do, you see. Thank golly for Snatch and Jacob's Creek Shiraz. The fun just don't stop. Be kinder to yourself than I am to me.