Also, I am now living back at my apartment with Husband (if you don't know the whole back-story of that whole ordeal, just be glad, because it makes my head hurt to even think about it), and I have my driver's license back, after much dicking around by the states of Georgia and New York. Fuck them both, I say -- fuck them mightily. On a related note -- after waiting for hours in the DMV, my friend and I decided that the DMV is a part of whichever circle of Hell is reserved for those who try to Fight the System.

A few of you contributed to a lovely scrapbook that my bestest friend Shannon made for me while I was in Iraq. I just got it in the mail, and it almost made me cry. So all of you who were involved in almost making me cry, thank you. You went ahead and made my day.

Last but not least, the shit was officially scared out of me when I walked into my bathroom this morning and saw this.