Four and twenty blackbirds baked in a pie

[sigma7]

Today just feels cosmically out-of-tune. Granted, my heart's been all askew the last few days, and this morning I'm quite dizzy and more than a little fatigued. Of course this would happen on 4/20, so I'm sure people are getting the wrong impression. But no, just coincidentally ill. Elvis is dead, Sinatra is dead, and me I feel also not so good.

The good news is tonight is kickin' it with erica_roo in celebration of her impending birfday. w00ts.

Two awesome words for you today: crepuscular and vespertine.

So. Very. Tired....