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I am having somewhat of a mental meltdown today.



Too many things at once.



Crick in my neck with serious knots around it for two days. Hurts like the blazes.



Some of the worst cramps I've had in years, in addition to the wildest hormone swing I've had due to mentruation in a long time.



Having to be around 20 some odd people, 27 exactly, in a small room for TWO HOURS today, no respite, nasty traffic to and from work.



Throw in a marked lack of mental control that I've been working on regarding ... well, if you've been reading my journal for any length of time, you'll understand just what it is regarding.



Add it all up.



Me in a blender.



I came *that* close.

Just that close.



To snapping someone's neck today.



I had my hands on her, her shoulders braced against me.



I managed to turn it into a very rough noogie.



I don't think she knew how close she was to being ended.



I really don't.



I need something ... right goddamned now ... and I don't know what it is, nor have I any idea how to find it.

Dodecahedron has twelve letters.



Coincidence?



I think not.

I saw a thread on sociopaths today.



So many children lay claim to sociopathy.



I wonder if they even know of what they speak?



I wonder.



I feel funky.



Itchy and agressive. I want someone to piss me off so I can pretend to have a reason.

Go read The Bitter Blog.



It amuses.

I had a fabulous time in Richmond.



Playing Munchkin bites, watching the Superbowl, hanging out with folks I enjoy, finding a lovely 2004 Italian Pinot Grigio that was simply ... stellar, and harmless flirting ... It all adds up to a relaxingly pleasant time.



I miss the trees already, and have missed the people since I entered the airport.



This time, for the trip home, I *was* selected by my airline for special attention.



Next time I pack about 47 dildos in carry-on.



It'll be interesting to see if they wave all of them about.



I also shared rows on both legs of the flight with men whose nicknames had to be something like "Shoulders McHUGE" or something. I was so claustrophobic and DONE with touching strangers by the time I got home I was fighting tears.



Maxwell to the rescue. =) He actually kept me pretty sane through some pretty crowded areas in Richmond, one of the most notable being the Richmond Museum of Science. For the flight, he talked me down via telephone. Good man. Good man.

A pic sent to me via Victor. Even those with a minimum of math skills can follow this.



Do not look at this with a mouth full of liquid.

We hit turbulence on both legs of the flight. That kind of sucked but I lived.



I almost punched a man in the head when I went for my luggage, but I restrained myself.



I think I travelled admirably well.



I went for a long walk today, soaked in the hot tub three times so far, and I am actually managing to relax.



Go me. =)



I slept in until about 8am this morning - and that felt heavenly.



I've held Jackson and cooed with him - and that was absolutely Divine. Yes, with a capital D.



I am getting to hang out with Khayman and Jason again, and a new addition, Khay's brother Maxwell.



This also rocks out.



I am thorouhgly enjoying myself.



There is the possibility of going out to Carytown tomorrow, weather depending.



Khay said I would love it.



It's about a mile of "fucking weird shops."



I think that sounds nifty. =)



Well, off to play. See you kids 'round the pool halls!

In about 7 hours, I am going to be on a plane, Richmond bound.



In about ... 16 hours, I'll be in Richmond.



Gotta love layovers.



BUT



In about, oh, 19 hours I should be pruney from a hot tub.



That will be bliss!



I think I have something I can wear in the hot tub =/ Besides skin, I mean.

Tiny fucking rocks.



=)



I love that man.