Today is a gloomy, depressing day, with only a brief spittle of snow this morning to make up for the bitterly cold temperatures. I had a really bad morning and my parents are fighting. This day had all the makings of one of those shitty 24-hour-long marks in history that you scribble about in your journal while you cry and rue the day you were born. But thanks to technology and a good friend, I laughed today. A lot. It was a good day, not a bad one, and I didn't let the crummy weather or the cold get to me. It's going down in my journal as a fun day, not a bad one. Thanks Hel. ♥
Oh, and Bob is camp. :)
