And another week ends

I just want to feel like I've accomplished something.

In a month I'll be 43; 42 (the meaning of life, the universe, and everything) has not been the full on, take no prisoners, gonna get me some sweet lovin' year that I was hoping for.

But on the up side, I've made some wonderful friends and helped some people.

I got a postcard from Di and Tara today that really made me laugh. I still haven't reinstalled the scanner software, but I will tomorrow just to scan this postcard. It made me happy to think that they were thinking of me during their alone time. And it's fucking funny, too.

Those girls...