I'm gonna make it after all

Well, at least I think I am. Pretty soon I think I'll see an end to the days of peanut butter toast and jelly and Lean Cuisine and mooching off D, who is, as I said in my blog profile the best boyfriend in the world. I guess lasers are as cool as they sound, not as hokey as they sound. A word of caution: be careful if you are prescribed muscle relaxers. Before you know it you might end up shaking and unable to spell muscle relaxers. Not the desired effect. So while I was "in the hole" here's what happened:

The leaves started to turn and they look lovely. What a beautiful place to live this central New York is. Makes up, I suppose for the dearth of things to do. Also while I was in the hole it started raining, which reminds me: get that vitamin D out everybody; winter's comin'.

One last thought: Barack Obama needs to jazz up his rhetorical style a little. The last thing most of America wants in a president is someone "thoughtful and intellectual" (NPR). I mean really!
Ta