It’s That Or Cry

It’s just one of those days where I am reduced to helpless laughter halfway through. It’s either that or cry out of sheer frustration and angst. You know, those days where you wake up, things are okay for a while, you’re on a roll…and then it all goes to hell and one thing follows another and then, you have to start laughing at the sheer absurdity of each situation because otherwise you’re going to have a complete sobbing breakdown?

Yeah, like that. *headdesk*

Anyway. I have not heard from one of our winners (Catie at comment 61, no not you, Ms. Murphy, a different Catie *grin*) so I might have that copy of Strange Angels to give away if I don’t hear from that winner before midnight tonight.

Okay. I’m going to have another cup of coffee and a biscotti, and settle down to work. Now that I’m home and not going anywhere else, I’m hoping the day will brighten. Man, I’m glad I hit the treadmill this morning. Some days that’s the only thing that can keep one going.

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