Planning In Advance

Intercon had better have a damned good dance party this weekend.

Because if I don't get the chance to throw myself around a dance floor like a tiny crazed hurricane Real Soon Now, I just may do myself serious permanent harm.

I keep on trying to be a little ray of sunshine, but no matter how hard I work at it, the world just keeps getting cloudier and darker in retaliation. I need to turn my brain off and dance until my feet bleed. It may not make all the problems go away, but it'll make me feel a hell of a lot better.....