Janel's Place

So it seems that time, money and family are the three greatest stresses most people have to deal with. Who knew? Llamas, horses and Star Wars are the three greatest anti-stresses and I have access to them all. And of course Mr. Maxwell Muffinhead Jonathan Brown who is the bestest poochums there ever was.

This is not going to be a long blog because I need some sleep. All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy and not enough sleep makes Jack grumpy as well. The return of the amorphous gut-ache has occured, probably to stay until Friday when I face some blank papers that expose just how much of last year's brain-stuffing fell out the back over summer. Meanwhile the new material streams in, and despite the terrors to come I can't help but love blood. Particularly llama blood - so cool. Drugs are neat too.

I'm just not in a mood to blog so this is it. It's windy. People are complicated. Bayley is wonderful. Money is dumb. Rats are gross. Segmented neutrophils are common. Ezra is a cute boy. Amelia makes a fabulous impression of a mouse that will make me smile every time I think of it. Two marguaritas on a Friday afternoon on an empty stomach feels a heck of a lot like laughing gas without the root canal, don't watch the Mummy unless someone pays you for your time, Val Kilmer actually makes me want to vomit, HERDA is a very VERY bad disease, folliculitis with furunculosis is fun to say, and everyone should watch Robot chicken Star Wars. The End.