Ever feeling like bitching and complaining but really have nothing to bitch or complain about? It started yesterday, a feeling of general miasma coupled with some ennui and I can't seem to shake it. Its funny in a not so funny vein. Somedays I wake up and have no reason to be, but I am a freaking great mood. Other days I wake up for no real reason I can mention, hope that this will be the my last day. Not much you can do . . . so here is a joke by Woody Allen that never fails to make me smile.

I must pause for one fast second and say a fast word about oral contraception. I was involved in an extremely good example of oral contraception two weeks ago. I asked a girl to go to bed with me, and she said "No".

Take care.