Wish me luck on the trainer job. I so hope I at least get an interview. I give good interview :)

I think Tony's tired of hearing from me *L* It's my new thing. We're not saint and beggar, we're just pals. We have coffee, I pray, he listens, you know, it's casual....I keep thinking I should just put the big rant in here and be done with it and then maybe it wouldn't haunt me so bad, cos right now I'm in a really bad "it's not what you're eating it's what's eating you" place, and I know exactly why--well, I'm sure there's lots of other things too, but that's the biggest one. Just one more thing to suck up, cowboy it up, be strong about. I'm just worried that if I think about it too hard, I'll be the one in the kitchen breaking the water glass and eating the pieces. Okay, maybe not that bad, but I know I've got it in my head to the point of distraction. Hey, Tony, you listening. Please?

Heat sucks. Humidity at something like 83 percent??? That's unnatural. Or maybe totally natural and we just never noticed before *L* On a not so lighter note, holy fucked up weather everywhere. I know, I know, there's a Reason and a Plan, but holy crap sometimes it's hard to see.

I don't know who's going to show up for brunch, though I hope Shane does--I miss him.

and final thought this morning--you really can't have too much love and understanding. So hey, you all out there--I love you. And you other guys over there? Even if I don't love you, I understand you. Be well, everyone.... As Stan the Man says, Excelsior! (look at the second definition in the dictionary, not the foam packing chips one).