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Today, I am excited about: Earthquakes, Moons Over My Hammy, and Green Tea.
Today, I am sad about: The Garces Circle (minor fenderbenders), Cellular Mitosis and Meosis, and decision making.

I'm getting the urge to bleach my hair blond again. Tonight, I happen to come across this interview with Barbara Striesand...I guess she grew up with out a father...she said it bothered her her whole life, until one day she realized one day that she would never ever have that experience in her life--that it was an imposibility...so what was the point in suffering about it? I was going right along with her, because I came to the same conclusions about my father a while ago. Then, I realized that she was saying this about her DEAD father...and mine is most definatly still alive and living in the same city. Thanks for opening up an old wound Babs.

Anyway--a better way I talk myself out of the bends is to remember that I am luckier then most--way way luckier. When I think of myself as privilleged, well sadness and complaining just seems so pathetic and ungrateful. Seriously.

Also--I got to eat moons over my hammy tonight for dinner--how can there be tears?