It's fancy, damnit.

There's something wrong in my head. I miss her, but that feels more like a symptom than a cause now.

Lemme see... I started exercising again, work is stimulating and gainful, my Top Secret side project is going well (and gradually becoming de-classified), the Olds really could be driveable in ten days, the living situation is very good, my parents and I are in good health, I have adventurous weekend plans...

There's just something not quite there. I think if I stick to the Iron, my head will straighten out.

I just received

my very first cellphone text spam. I'm livid.