I have been in a good mood all day. To celebrate this good mood, I attempted a high kick on the back patio tonight and came away with a scraped foot for my trouble. Decidedly not the superwinner moment I had intended. This did not temper my good mood much, but now I feel like a big dork. Which is about how things should be.
I posted more pictures on flickr. They are not particularly notable, but they are there. I need to take more pictures and make prints and see friends and shit like that to distract from the work-house rut I seem to have fallen into. Also, the wedding planning is starting to gel. More about that later. I keep saying that. I feel incredibly busy even though I suspect I'm not, really. I tell you, life is hard on the lazy people.
