For the Record

I am not unraveling. I checked, and I'm still in one piece. I'll admit I'm a little battered from the last few days, but we're not at crisis point. The way I figure it, there's two possible explanations for this week.

• It could have just been "one of those weeks." You know, the kind where just about everything goes wrong. Which it did.


• It could be that I'm actually getting somewhere, and someone doesn't like that.

So, whatever. I'm still here. It did take most of yesterday to stop feeling awful from the morning events, but it did stop. I'm fine today, at least until life decides to throw me another colossal pile of *ahem*mumble*cough*. Which would be a stupid and unkind thing for life to do, but that's never stopped it before.

I shall now quote one of my favorite Disney movies.

Pacha: Uh-oh.
Cuzco: Let me guess. We're about to go over a huge waterfall.
Pacha: Yup.
Cuzco: Sharp rocks at the bottom?
Pacha: Most likely.
Cuzco: Bring it on.

The Emperor's New Groove