My own mood is matching the elements. I awoke to the bangs and murmurs of a family of gnomes in the cellar. Then realized this was but a dream. It was midday when I finally got up. I'd overslept by four hours (normally I like to get up by 8) a sign that my body is going into depression. I wandered around feeling paranoid and jumpy. Kept thinking about my blog and yet another methadone rant posted yesterday. How I felt like a stuck record. How bored I am with myself. I opened my comments fearing a slurry of insults; but, surprisingly, every comment was positive.
As you will have noticed, I started a blogroll. Obviously your blog won't be there. So if you are left out, please leave a message and I'll make the necessary amendments.
Cheerio. I hope your day was dryer and more cheerful than mine. (It wasn't that wet in London by the way: ONLY WHEN I STEPPED OUTSIDE!)
Illustrated: typical London view in soggy weather; they only produced this umbrella after Elizabeth II had spent an awfully long time out in the wet and cold...
MEL C: I TURN TO YOU (LOUIE DEVITO MIX)
MICHAEL JACKSON: SPEECHLESS
From 2002 Invincible album