So, for the past two days, it's been sunny and (relatively speaking) warm here in Chicago.
You wouldn't think it would make a difference, but DAMN does it ever. I'm feeling good, hopeful, somewhere in the neighborhood of cheerful.
Also, it doesn't hurt that I had a guitar lesson last night that went well and was really enjoyable and gave me some new ideas to think about. And that I wrote a song I think I really dig on the train this morning, and have four other new ones locked and loaded and ready to finish up when I get home tonight. And that I finally got inspired with a chant for the Imbolc ritual tomorrow. And that I'm accomplishing shitloads at the office, for the first time in I dunno how long. And that I've got good news on the family front - my sister accomplished some big goals she set herself, and that's awesome!
So, yeah, things are good right now. Hell, if I was getting laid, I'd venture to say I was happy!
You hear that, Universe?
I watched the State of the Union. It pissed me off. The more I learn about the lunatics running the joint, the more I have these apocalyptic visions of a return to McCarthyism and an American Theocracy. Makes me want to hurl. I hope I'm just indulging in a paranoid worst-case scenario....and the fact that I even see a slight possibility that I'm not makes me cringe even more.
Also, Bill O'Reilly and Ann Coulter are the devil. And Fox News is a fucking joke. See this.
Loud-mouthed liberal feminist. Anarchist knitter. Tequila-drinking artsy-smartsy fat chick. Bluesy folk-rock singer-songwriter. Rebel with too many causes. Quirky eclectic pagan poet. Paradoxical intuitive smartass. Sarcastic brainiac insomniac. You know, for starters.