...now I'm a Live Journal user. This seems auspicious, although I can think of no logical reason why. But I'm staking my claim in cyberspace.
...My official cry to the universe: the ovulation window is opening soon! I need DNA! DNA, and some new cargo pants.
I missed my blog-aversary. I had thought it was August 22, but I was mistaken.
I got cargo pants later that month, which I still wear. The DNA took a little longer, but, as we all know now, I ended up with precisely what I needed.
So, what do I want to universe to know I need today? Well, my official cry to the universe, three years and 9 days later: I need cash. Babysitting is kicking our ass. Cash, and also sleep.
I'll let you know how it turns out.