I've come to accept that I can no longer count on feeling any kind of normal in this body. Time for a new one. We had sunburn; cold; mosquito bites; another cold; sunburn healing; and now this...death in my mouth. What's it going to take?

And this is the kind of thing that takes me near about forever to take care of. Which is the reason behind it in the first place. Such a problem with procrastinating the kinds of things that when procrastinated become even more of a pain in the ass to deal with. Why? Someone give me the strength to just take care of my messes, for the love of God....

Good weekend nonetheless, even though much of it spent wandering in and out of stores. It's all about the company you keep, and I keep good company. Lotsa lotsa fun. So there.