Every so often...

...you just need to clean out the mental crap. crevette and I were talking yesterday, and I mentioned about getting a playlist pulled together for the new laptop. Shawn Colvin's "Sonny Came Home" was on the radio, which got me thinking about another song that was kind of a theme for me in the mid-late 90's -- Paula Cole's "Me".

( Cut for those who can't stand 90's female complaint rock. )

Just one of those songs that really speaks to me. Along with Triumph's "Magic Power", Edie Brickell's "What I Am" and Emerald Rose's "Never Underestimate a Woman With the Goddess in Her Eyes".

Don't have a bunch of time before Robin gets off the mat (I'm at Choi), but it's amazing the number we can do on ourselves mentally and emotionally. It's almost like on some level we're programmed for self-sabotage.

Today was a good day. I'm feeling very balanced -- a feeling I don't get nearly as often as I like, but that I'm going to take and run with as long as I can.

Oh, and the Jason/Diane story has a working title -- "Convicted in Absentia".