It felt like someone was squeezing my eyeball last night. The whole right side of my head throbbed. My left eye was watering. I felt like poop. But Excedrin, meds and some sleep and I am right as rain today. My mood has lifted, without a clear reason why. I won’t look the mood-horse in the mouth.

This low humidity has made my lips crack. They hurt. When I smile, they bleed. *wince*

I bombed my quiz, and I am convinced that my headache was from the stress, and the lack of food. Granola is not a good dinner. But as I sat outside in the courtyard, I found myself deep in a conversation about birthmotherhood and abortion rights with a girl in my class. She has the most amazing, captivating gold eyes. Her eyes smiled as much as her lips did. I don’t know how it started, but I started talking about my birthdaughter, and she chimed in. She had her birthchild three years ago, and although it’s an open adoption, the connection is tentative. The family lives in Ohio. We decided that we should talk more. I’ve not met, in all of my years, another birthmother with an open adoption. Sometimes I wonder if there are others out there who have had the same experiences as I have. She seems open to discussion, but her family was not supportive - not like mine was. Perhaps I should invite her to have some coffee or something. It could be interesting.

I feel better today. I wanted to run last night, but my head hurt so much that I felt sick to my stomach. D made me go to bed. I think I was asleep by 11.

Veggie burgers are good. I just ate one with lots of pickels (I loooooooooove dill pickles) and ketchup. I’m a simple girl. And now I am off to get work done. But the following are a few things that caught my eye.

• Best Buy = Slimey bastards! I knew this all along, but this story really seals the deal for me. I’ve heard rumblings of their sketchy behavior before. The one near us never has shit anyway.
  
• Libby goes down, and Bush can pull him up. I’ve never thought about presidential pardons. I don’t know why, but it never dawned on me to contemplate such power. Should a president be allowed to wield such a mighty thing? What if he was just trying to save a corrupt friend’s ass? I am starting to hate the government. Oh, and by the way, how about we talk about how our country will be bankrupt due to health care and Medicade and soaring medical costs. Isn’t this fun?
• “The Private War of Women Soldiers” - I don’t know if you will be able to see it. I’m a Salon member, so I can’t really tell what everyone else can see. But this is a heartbreaking and disturbing piece. One of the soldiers profiled is Spc. Suzanne Swift. Understand that I am not bashing the military, but I take great offense at a system that ignores rape. The war is bad enough, but if a woman can’t be secure next to her fellow soldier, then something is wrong and we won’t win a damn thing.
• D and I watched Robin Hood on the BBC this weekend. It’s so cheesy, and I loved it.
• Ethics and robotics — They mention Asimov. I am happy.
• Banksy - when good grafitti is destroyed - scroll all the way to the right, and read the article. Then look through the rest of his stuff. It’s thought provoking, smart and sometimes a little uncomfortable.
• The Boyscout = fire fire!!! It’s funny, and wrong. But at least they are planting trees. I’m such a fucking treehugger.
• I would like someone to buy this for me please. Because I am now obsessed with all things 300.

One more thing. I want a milkshake. Thank you for listening….. mmm…milkshake.