Lately, I only blog when I'm drunk. No, not drunk - tipsy.
Lately, that's way too often.
Everything is good, grand, and happy - but I'm frustrated, silly, and morose. I wish I was part of the gay couple next door. They look so quintessentially... alive.
But, it's okay. I'll just hole myself up with my murder mystery no. 2 and hope to G-d I know what I'm doing.
