And that's a cold shot

I had a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day, but listening to Stevie Ray Vaughan almost always makes the wretchedness go away.

Actually, it wasn't THAT bad, but it felt like it.

Also, I know some of my friends are going through unrelated rough patches, so I thought I'd just say fuck it uppity women unite hang in there 'cause it will get better. Even when it seems like it won't. Even when it goes from bad to worse. Even when you are face-first, tits up (pardon the expression), or in some similar prostrate position from all the crap this world dishes out. It does get better.

Love you all.

*hugs & kisses* to JP because he is having a tough time, too.