Today's one of those days when I just shouldn't be here. Not just because I do altogether too much sitting around, interspersed with occasional usefulness (though my kitchen and hall floors are no doubt hoping that this usefulness extends their way at some point), but because it's muh honey's 25th birthday and I can't be with her to celebrate it!

Or rather, I can't be with her to hold her hand and make her hot toddies cos she's illin'. Hopefully her 26th year can only improve, and I fully intend to make it do so in only 31 days! Yes, not long at all until my trip across the ocean, for my next dose of Sarah [swoon] and oodles of Americana... I am so excited...

Although... I watched Hal Hartley's Trust last night, and it didn't reprazent all that appealingly the reality of going-nowhere American life. But I know that it's not true, and the streets are paved with gold! And twinkies! Word!