the NASA scandal is far bigger news than it should be on all fronts. it’s barely original enough to be turned into a Law and Order episode.

then again, we do love to scorn those among us who have snapped the mental carrot. nothing like feeling superior to take our minds off our troubles.

in other news, i’m done throwing up for the night if only because i have nothing left in me. ya gotta love migraines — how beautifully they level you.

i can only get about this much time on the laptop before my eyes start to hurt and my stomach begins to quease.

maybe tomorrow i’ll be better. maybe not. life’s like that, y’know — a box of chocolates someone spit into. a crapshoot with real guns. a bowl of cherry bombs.

boom.