Come on now. 60 degrees and an anachronistic thunderstorm last night, now hazardously strong, butt-cold wind tonight with about an hour of snowfall. Why is Maryland like this?
Mysteries for the ages.
I really need to start watching who I get close to, or rather, whom I allow to develop attachments to me. Certain fleeting moments can instill false senses of security, or solidarity, or trust. While it's rarely my intention for such moments to occur, at least as abruptly as they have been, I often find myself making that mistake of suspending disbelief (or distrust) and playing the part, only to feel wretched about it later.
Maybe I'm not that much better than those I get scared off by.
Hah. Well, by the time Maryland sorts out its weather patterns, I'll be in total emotional health. Either that or we'll all be twenty feet underwater, thanks to global warming. As I love swimming, I see that as a win/win situation.
In other news, I saw Claire tonight, which was delightful, as always. There were Lean Pockets and naughty gossip. I swear, this weekend has been "Run Into People I Went to High School With" weekend. And in a rare 2006 fluke, "Cheesy Porn or Something Like It" weekend is running concurrently. It's like a leap year, you know, except with more crotchless panties.
I think I'm gonna get a head start on sleep tonight. I think I need it.
(DB) out.
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