things have took a turn...nasty, nasty, nasty turn. phoey.
double standards are tricky. and unpleasant.
i'm thinking of going on a trip to see the greatest person i know...my brother. i miss him and his clever wit. he should be good medicine for this bug i've gotten recently, i think it's called fooloticulitus or something of that seemingly unhumorous nature.
bleh. emails and phone calls aren't eliciting the same response. i'm easily forgotten.