It'll have to come out , you know.

To the joy of my dentist, one of my wisdom teeth is in such a state of collapse, he's going to take it out before it leaps to its doom. Which means more injections. This is really turning into a great year for my health.

Still, bog to all that. The weekend was cheeed by the company of larians, bad_moon_rising, cyanidemigraine and of course the magnificent evilwillow on the occasion of her birthday. Saturday night saw the birthday girl looking very chilled, half way down the road to Mashville. I wish I could have been more a-go-go and gone on to Jilly's, but girly ughdom put paid to that. I have not been at my best this weekend.

Good things have happened though.

( Of Number 1 Son )

Other stuff this weekend? Nightmares that made me scream, and an alarming conversation with a friend. There is so much to say that I can't say. God, I am so bad at this.

I have watched lives rot on the vine before, and sometimes people don't get the chance to do anything about it. But for those who do have that choice, there's little to be said if they refuse to take it. What's the quote from Shawshank Redemption? 'Getting busy living or getting busy dying...'

To those in the depths who want to be happy, more power to you; No, I can't know your pain, and that's of limited use anyway, unless my feeling it with you will shift your arse. Life is brutal but beautiful. Yes it hurts; still, come on. Get up.