in lieu of Real Thoughts

I have some thoughts percolating on a subject which some of you know about, but in the meantime, it's been occurring to me frequently -- this being hay fever season -- that there are an alarming number of ways in which a sneeze is a lot like an orgasm.

Is that weird?

whee!

I have just bought tickets to Dublin for the summer tour!  Whee!

well, we're in it now.

They got al-Zarqawi.  Everybody hunker down, wouldja?

sneezing

Besides everything you've been saying, I also mean (forgive me) -- energy, schmenergy -- the sense of relief after you sneeze.  Especially, I mean, if this follows the frustration of feeling like you're going to sneeze but you just can't.

omfg

I have nothing on my calendar for tomorrow.  When was the last time that happened?

... okay, it was last Monday.  But, in a week like this one, it is of the Yay.  I suspect it's because it's the Friday, though.  Because like I said, nothing on the calendar last Monday, and last week was nine times more hellish than this week, in terms of running me off my feet.  If it had been that way Monday through Thursday and then with nothing on Friday, I'd have been happier about that unscheduled Friday than I am about this one now.

(In other news, three hours and four minutes until the polls close and my student association has a new president-elect!  And then -- what's today -- three weeks until I become an ex-president!  I can hardly wait.)