Friday. Thank Christ. Since I’ve had a hate-on, or also known as a “boner of anger” (Thanks Erika Moen! Your genius is truly inspirational.) for most of this asstastic week,  last night I was inspired to do some light brush work on the really good things. The exercise helped, and I felt exceptionally better this morning. Then again, it just might be the relief that the weekend is finally, finally upon us. Yay.

“Item 5: An unexpected boogie”, actually happened. You know that the good Lord wants you to break it down righteously when Bowie comes on over the elevator in this country of looping Venga Boys and Ocho-Ocho girlies. Woot.