Last of the quarter cask Laphroaig gone -- just the one snifter with a dollop of water.

Having trouble winding down after the day working the phone.

Tonight, actually, my drug of choice is chocolate cake and whipped cream. (Although I'm masticating pepperoni right now.)

I'm fantasizing about sitting on the floor with my arms around my knees, rocking and moaning. I'm stronger than that, but it's a nice fantasy. This whole thing is starting to really get to me. I know I'll be okay -- and Tom, too. But it IS such a strain. The thing is, I'm not the only one going through a bunch of shit. My heart goes out to them all -- our strengths strengthen each other.

Thank you all for your prayers, white light, good thoughts, and everything. I really appreciated it -- I (we) couldn't get through this without you all.

Linn