It's the end of the world as we know it, and I feel fine.

It's the end of the world as we know it.  We might not blow up or otherwise be terminated, but maybe, just maybe, the world is on the cusp of change for the better.  Once I can gather my thoughts a bit more coherently on the topic, I'd like to say a few things about Newtown.



Maybe tomorrow.

Anyways, I'm glad we've made our big change, and can now work on the little changes. The day I arrived here, I made three resolutions to which I've stuck since that time.   Probably the longest resolution adherence I've ever accomplished. These three changes were as follows, in descending order of importance:

1. Make an effort to be positive, to give people the benefit of the doubt and try not to be so hard on others.

2. Not to cut my hair. For a while... not sure for how long, but it's been several months now and I think I'm going to keep growing.

3. TMI moment... I'm not going to wear a bra.  Just because.  Guys, think of it this way - can you imagine wearing a jock strap all day, every day?  Some women absolutely have to wear one, but I'm not one of them (a bra, not a jock) so... I'm just not going to.  So there.  Ok, maybe in the summer. But until then...

So, on the eve of the apocalypse I leave you with this, dear friends:

Be good, be brave and be strong - whatever that means for you.

I'm thinking of you tonight, dear cousin.