I almost forgot!!!!!!

Its that time of the year again, and I just barely missed it......


Its 12:20am on Feb. 16th and Feb. 15th is national THAT'S WHAT SHE SAID DAY!
:(

So, in commemoration for the missed holiday, everyone think extra dirty for the rest of the day. Thank you.

I am a slug.

Ever have one of those days where you're exhausted, so you slug around all day, which ultimately makes you feel worse? I'm there.

P.S. I have a new show

It's called Breaking Bad, and it's on AMC. Yeah, didn't know AMC made any series either.... But they do. So watch it.

Kittens and snow and such

I figured I'd take this lazy Saturday to upload some photos for you guys (I'm just that nice).

WaaaaAAAAAAAAAHHH!!!!!

Would yeh LOOK at the snout on that! Oooo what a boooey.

This one's several months old, but aww....

Our most recent snowfall. It was only like 2 inches.... I'm holding out for 10 or 12.

Another view. Look at my cute birdfeeder!

There they are, kids.

I'm going to vent on neuroses here for a bit...

I don't think its any secret that I'm an anxious person. And I know I'm not the only person around who is terrified of flying (I'm looking at you, Sue). But I'm starting to get pissed at myself about my fear of flying. It just keeps getting worse as I get older. You see, this post is precipitated by flying nightmares. But here's the funny part: When I have nightmares about flying, I'm not falling out of the sky. There are no terrorists, no bombs, no engine failure. It's just me, on a plane, EXTREMELY ANXIOUS. I wake up from the panic! What the heck?!?!? Even in my dreams flying is the safest way to travel, but even in my dreams I just don't like it.

Herein lies the problem. I'm addicted to traveling. When I don't travel I get even more anxious. I feel like Europe was a coon's age ago and I'm jonesin' for more. Lucky for me, I have Florida coming up. But even though its still two months away I can feel the panic accumulating.

Like others who share this fear, it doesn't help ONE BIT when people tell us that its the safest way to fly, or that you're more likely to die driving to the airport, or that the chances are 1 in 11 million, yadda yadda... Even if a psychic could assure me that there was no possibility that my plane would crash I'd still be panicked. Cause, goddamn it, I just don't like being up that high, stuck, and completely out of control. And that's why no assurance of safety is ever good enough.

I'm not ever going to let that stop me from traveling though. I guess I'm doomed to a life of heavily sedated travel.