Happy Birthday, Pix! May the coming year bring many delights.

Happy Birthday, MFN! Same wish for you; we miss you around these parts.

Funny song.(Well, if you're not them.) So far, the extra vulnerability I sent across the miles in e-mail that I sweated over yesterday? Kind of got me nothing.(I suppose it doesn't hurt to think of why I say what I say in a craft class, and there is the part where it can take time to send a response that in theory can be instant. And I wasn't even sure what I wanted, anyway, exactly, but sometimes, men in particular can make it really easy to tell I didn't get what I was looking for by just not doing shit.) Not that he is cute enough(or available) that I would want to sit around all "What do you think he meant by that?" because he is one of those weird guys that writes from a family e-mail account. Which is kind of a long-winded way of saying that all of those people that get on TV saying stuff like "The two sides just never TALK anymore, never find common ground or shared purpose," and Brene Brown "Your vulnerability is your *superpower* and not weak at all--well, I guess it made him disappear, so half-credit?-- well, they can bite me really hard.