I cracked a piece of broken glasss....

[lyssie]

I'm at Bev's, which is nifty.

My feet are cold, inconsequantly.

I'm squeaky-clean, and rested, and I have coffee.

Life is good.

Despite having no Mitai. *sniff* That's ok. I'll kidnap and tie her up, next time.

Really, I should figure out something constructive to do.