I wish I was one of those people who always landed on their feet, and who could figure out something good from any situation. I'm more like, land on my butt, gingerly try to stand up & dust off, then warily make my way back towards whatever it was I was trying to do before.

I don't know, it's going to be bad that I'm not going to be able to vent in here these next few days, I'm going to get all moody b/c it'll all be bottled up.