We're at war. I'm not going to make any political comment. I'm just saying, you know, we're at war.

I've been edgy these last few days. Don't quite know why. Geez, I can't even type this morning. I'm having to retype every single word. Audrey has a snotty nose. That's always fun times. The house is in a state of disarray. I wish someone would just unload the dishwasher. Someone other than me. Just once? Not coping today. I should make an early morning visit to See's. That would most certainly fix everything. I guess what I'm saying is "steer clear" 'cause I'm not sure where else I might be going here.

Perhaps a shower. Perhaps a nap. And a winning lottery ticket would certainly help.