It's February!

So, anyone else watch the President's State of the Union Address? Yeah, me neither. I've had enough lies, double talk, and heartlessness for one year. Still, I find it pretty appropriate that the W. decided to do his state of the onion address on the last day of what has easily been the worst January in some time. (For example: Yep, my house is heated by natural gas, so the price doubling has pretty much been the reason for the aforementioned Lockdown. Oh, and I will be around tonight (Wednesday), so if you're in the neighborhood Tate, stop by) That month was a bitch, but it's over now, so let's move on.

Now, I'm sure most of you are saying, "Gee, Joe, how can you possibly get excited about February? The weather is insane, there's nothing important going on, and it's a short month, which means that you've got even less time to get stuff done than usual. And don't forget the horror of Valentine's Day! All the people who have somebody are running around like chickens with their heads cut off tryin' to pretend to be romantic for one day, while the rest of us lonely bastards sit around at home contemplating suicide. This month sucks!"

Now, you've got a good point there. Still, February is still the month in which I was dragged (with tongs no less) kicking and screaming into this world, so I figure that's pretty important. Most people after they turn 21 start to hate their birthday, or at least become ambivalent. Me, I figure any year I make another trip around the sun is good enough for me to celebrate.

Plus, my luck's already starting to pick up. I got an e-mail from Blue Line stating that my Bristol Board is finally, finally on its way. Woo-Hoo!