It's been a long day-actually it's been a long weekend. Most of it has been amazing, however it has turned rather sour as of this blustery Sunday evening. Blustery. Fuck, I'm just about to be goddamn blown into Munchkin Land... "It really was no miracle What happened was just this: The wind began to switch the house to pitch And suddenly the hinges started to unhitch Just then the witch, to satisfy an itch Went flying on her broomstick thumbing for a hitch" C'est la vie; life could be worse