The past few days have been rough, a lot on my mind, none of it fun, funny, clever or blog worthy. I put up a good front and keep pushing on. Lack of health insurance puts somewhat of a damper on being crazy. I'll be ok, no chance of sticking my head in the oven or at the end of the exhaust pipe. My solution is to throw a huge pity party every now and again. Problem is the regulars in my life have been invited so often that even they are getting bored with it. Rest assured I am reading blogs, even if I don't take the time to comment. Forgive me for being a lurker. Some of you make me laugh, some of you make me cry and some of you make me realize I really have nothing to be crying about. When I think of something clever I'll be sure and post about it. For now I must ask, is anyone else as pissed off as I am about Rick Wagoner walking away from GM with nearly $23 million? That would buy a whole lot of Zoloft.