I keep trying to write you guys an interesting post and it keeps coming out like Harry Potter in Book Five--all negative and angsty and full of misplaced anger.
Luckily without the Voldemort.
And you know what? I'm just tired. That's all. I'll feel better Sunday morning after I've had a bit of rest; and then everything else will feel better too.
Someone said, "If at first you don't succeed, try, try again.
No use being a damn fool about it."
This is Vesuvius, throwing in the towel.
I love you, and I hope you have a mosquito-free weekend.