Things are pretty good.
The new meds--Plastique or some damn thing seems to be working already. (Yes,
baronalejandro, already!!)
I had a mostly fabulous time this past weekend seeing a large percentage of my favorite people.
Sunday morning I got whapped in the face by the Cosmic Haddock of Belonging. I was lucky enough to have crash space at the post revel site, and when I got up, I got to hang more with friends. Friends, going barefoot, coffee, diet Coke, and fried pork products. Really, does it get any better? It was one of those situations where I felt like a part of the group--I don't get those very often, and it was sweet.