catharsis

I'm failing at this already. Missed my blogortunity yesterday, and the day before had little to no substance whatsoever. Its interesting how little I feel like I really have to say thats worth anything. The days seem to bleed together with a blend of mandaine and extraordinary experiences. Nothing, however, seems quite noteworthy in the day-to-day. Sometimes I wonder if bloggers and journalers are really just writing love letters to their egos. I certainly would fall into that category with my over-dramatic, self-involved, whiney musings. And here I sit at work, as usual, wondering what I could possibly expel from my thoughts that isn't negative and weight-bearing. Oh! My cousin just had her third babe this morning...Evelyn Maye Lyons. I can not wait to meet her.

I guess thats it for this cold, rainy morning. Here's where I wish I was: