for the happies are needed for the crazies

The date of my qualifying exam has drawn near enough for inclusion in the weather forecast.  Mercy me! 

This is how I cope:

I too predict amorous storms and cyclones.

And this, too, helps me cope:

But I couldn't fit it into the weather theme.  He's a giant cloud of fucked-up-beyond-belief-but-still-amazing-and-smokin'-hot??  See, doesn't work.

Comments

[em oh lei]

good luck with that exam thingy ;[P
I stayed up to watch that episode of letterman... fell asleep and had the husband alarm wake me so I could watch. She gives me chills when she sings and I think my child may come out of the womb singing one of her songs...

[Mary]

You're going to do fantastic and I am not the least bit worried.