Okay...I admit it. The primarysphere, in all it's nightmarish glory, is draining my energy. It seems as though everywhere you turn someone is not liking something. And I confess to having this sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach...it's almost as though the funny is quickly draining out of me.
And I must not let that happen...not when I live with little miss cuteness:
So instead of letting the everything get to me, I'm working on trying to locate the things that make me smile, laugh, and realise that the world really does have some good qualities to it no matter how much dread and anger boils up in me when faced with yet more crap emanating from the Capitol Building.
Banana Sharpener?
The Puppy Song
Beaker singing Yellow
Teleportation