Hey bigAl! Yeah, I'm gradually comin' outta the funk; I would've prolly been completely out of it had the girls had school today. But they didn't, and it kinda wrecked the ol' schedule. I was alone again last night, and work really sucked. My editor made me write a stupid article for a bridal section we're doing; I had to write it on honeymoons. I asked if he thought he could give the article to somebody a little less, oh, cynical about weddings -- and maybe even somebody whose anniversary wasn't right around the corner. He laughed (we've worked together for 9 years now, so he can do that), and simply asked, "Are you ever gonna get married again?"

Ugh. Men. Except you ... and a couple others.

Now what is it that your legs are around?

Don't tempt me, buddy; my legs haven't been around anything but a stupid body pillow for the past month. Course I'm not gonna b!tch; I have had it since you, now haven't I?