not-an-apology

I feel as though I should apologise for yesterday's outburst. I honestly don't know if that's my own instincts to efface, or if someone hinted that it was out of line and I'm reacting to that.

Any road, I'm not going to.

My moods have been up and down a lot of late, and you guys reading this tend to weather that a fair bit. You're doing well, peeps. Very well. :)

And thanks to those who prodded, encouraged, *smooched* and *hugged* me through that last post. Absolute champions.

( woe! (possibly tmi) )

Woke up with 'Fame' in my head. ("I'm gonna live forever! I'm gonna learn how to fly! FAME!") It was one of the gym tracks we danced to.

More importantly, I slept 8 hours like a baby! It felt so. damn. good.

And now I'm in at work.

DAMN!

The counter on my website reset! It was over 100,000. Now it's 600.

DAMN! Not the first time it's happened - although last time I only got to 50,000 before it reset. Maybe next time I'll get to 150,000? Heh.

Am awake and mostly coherent, although how much longer this state will continue is questionable.