Gonna get myself in fighting trim. Scope out every angle of unfair advantage.

Odd commentary on my state of mind from iTunes, today.

"Up the Wolves"

there's bound to be a ghost at the back of your closet
no matter where you live.
there'll always be a few things, maybe several things
that you're going to find really difficult to forgive.

there's going to come a day when you feel better.
you'll rise up free and easy on that day.
and float from branch to branch,
lighter than the air.
just when that day is coming, who can say? who can say?

our mother has been absent ever since we founded rome.
but there's going to be a party when the wolf comes home.

If it follows this with "Bury My Lovely" I may have to kill something.

You had to be [from] there.

I managed to bruise a spot between my shoulderblade and my spine leaving games, leading to the following (slightly edited/paraphrased) conversation:

arawen: It's okay, you didn't need that spine, you have another one.
Me: Is that one less crooked?
arawen: That's the problem! You keep saying you're a Yankee. One of them's crooked, and the other one has a law degree!
Me: *hysterical giggles*


(Hm. 'Bone' icon or 'Boston' icon? I think for Massachusetts humor we have to go with 'Boston'.)