I keep meaning to blog, but it turns into a complaint fest that I save, and never get back to. I’m still not feeling good, physically or mentally. I’ve had stressful work days (still like the job, I work with good people), computer issues at home, and a whole mess of miscommunications. If I could pull a mega-hermit and never leave Château Innsmouth, I would be seriously tempted. But, I can’t, so I won’t. Plus, I do miss my friends, so no haunted mansions outside of town for me. Glad it’s Friday either way. Tonight is bad movies and early to bed. Hopefully this weekend will be a change of mood, and next week will be better. I can dream at least.