@($+%*!!!

The Fish's sore throat is contagious, it seems.

And I love icons.

And I'm considering sending NBC a letter begging them to keep Life on the air, with a package of Lifesavers thrown in for good measure.

My Livejournal communities come up with great ideas.

And I also can't make decisions on the fly FOR MY LIFE.

I tried. I really did. And I knew what I wanted (sort of). (Not really.)

What have I learned in the past week...

Let's see.

There was something yesterday, an important, earth-shattering lesson; but it's been forgotten, today.

And sometimes, I am glad that no one reads this except certain fish.

Oh. And I tried watching The Cougar yesterday...I died a little inside, I think.

Sort of like when I went on a roller coaster for the first time--except on the roller coaster, I died, but also became more alive.

With this, a little part of me just... decayed away. :P

Do you know what I miss?

Foster's Home for Imaginary Friends.

My cable company cut Cartoon Network randomly a few months ago.

I died a little then, too.

DEATH! It is everywhere.

Eeh... And now I have random butterflies in my belly, for no reason at all.

I had a sudden urge to fling the door of the car open and jump out when we were speeding down the Boulevard this morning.

It's been happening a lot lately, these strangely suicidal urges. Which is weird, because I'm perfectly happy staying alive.

If you would not have fallen
Then I would not have found you
Angel flying too close to the ground

And I patched up your broken wing
And hung around for a while
Trying to keep your spirits up
And your fever down

I knew that someday you would fly away
For love's the greatest healer to be found

So leave me if you need to
I will still remember
Angel flying too close to the ground

Fly on, fly on past the speed of sound
I'd rather see you up
Than see you down

So leave me if you need to
I will still remember
Angel flying too close to the ground

--Willie Nelson