By the end of each day, I feel like I’ve been run over by something large. It’s temporary, of course.
It’s good to have goals. My goal today was to wash my hair. Topaz, Drusy and stuffed penguin approve.
In Mysterious Ways It’s Alright
Poor Impulse Control
Target shootin' with the Gun Moll of the Revolution
Poor Impulse Control 
That, is a very good picture. I’m glad your surgery went well. Enjoy the drugs.
Thanks! I’m not actually taking any drugs. Turns out – and no one who’s ever heard me complain knew this – I have a high tolerance for pain. I mean, what?