Logan's Run

It's that time. My light is flashing. OK. My light was flashing ten years ago, but I like to think that 40 is the new 30.

Anyway, I reserve the right to change that to 50 in ten years.

I wish I had some wise words to type down today, but I just don't have the time to think of them. I wish I was employed, but I'm still not. I wish I had a bunch of money, but I don't. I wish I looked like a twenty-year-old, but it's too late for that. I wish we could get out of Iraq, but we can't. I wish we had a competent leader, but we don't. I wish I had homes for all these cats, but I don't.

Oh, well. Time to look on the bright side: I know some awesome people and I'm lucky enough to still be alive and as my Dad would have said, "able to sit up and take nourishment." I miss my mom, my dad, my grandparents and all the people I used to know that I don't anymore, but I am glad to have my sister, and the family and friends I do still have. Thanks to all of you for still being there. I hope some day to make it worth your while!