My ability to be happy could fit in a matchbox, with the matches inside it.

BTW, before anyone gets alarmed, the subject line is a quote from Marving the Paranoid Android.

If you don’t know who Marvin is, lemme know, we’ll send you in the right direction.

Here’s another cool poem from Marvin:

Now the world has gone to bed,
Darkness won’t engulf my head,
I can see by infrared,
How I hate the night.

Now I lay me down to sleep,
Try to count electric sheep,
Sweet dream wishes you can keep,
How I hate the night.

See, I put these in here because it makes whatever I say seem bright and cheery in contrast.

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woke up last night to the sound of thunder

Actually, no.

I haven’t gone to bed.

It’s 11:00, and there is a line of thunderstorms coming that appears to stretch from Mexico to Canada, and it’ll pass right over the house in about an hour.

Whee. Gotta keep the dogs in and hope the kids don’t wake up.

Oh, and there’s one of my droll, depressing, if I was a Goth it might even be good, posts set to kick off soon; pay no attention.