Ugh, I got into a mood this weekend. I HATE getting into a mood. It was a wet blanket, funky, grey cloud, sad sap kind of mood. <<BLECH!>> I'm done with that crap now and I am a happier because of it.
blame me for the mood. DO IT. you know you want to. Or at least blame my wardrobe for the mood. Or lack of wardrobe. Or my vestito bagnantesi. Which is probably not what it's really called, but what the stupid online translator said. Hey Italian folks - how WOULD I say that?
Thanks to the linear nature of time, all that happened in the past and now we can move on.