Just by oozing through the crack in the mirror of desperation I trampled the overgrown crop of temptation and went over the rainbow to the isle of love.

Well, this week went well. Stability comes to mind as a noticeable improvement but there's still a way to go. It's strange that the invites are almost zero meaning the regrets are truly not there, so chalk 1-up on the goodies board. I was thinking about making sky diving the follow-up to all of the cancer posts this year but then anal ointments as a substitute pitch stopped me mid-sentence because it's ridiculous and unnecessary. The joy is NOT in the words here - - it simply is found in the possibility we'll still be doing this indefinitely and that's outstanding in its worth. I still don't see real well, pee real well nor last very long doing physical things but it's better than January.

Another 3 days of coasting then pick-up where we left off in our quest for the breast
fornicado
the tip - -the tip-- did you think I said lick the ship?
sanity as normal which is ready to appear. 3 hos {ho-ho-ho}.