I'm the sort of person that would love to crawl in a hole and try to make the world disappear when something bad happens. But even if I did that, the world would still be the same when I emerged. I've finally come to realize that I'm in control of my world and if I want it to be different, I need to make the change and do the work.
Ok, that's my rant for the day. My tummy still feels like it's waging a war against me, and the fact that it looks like winter outside isn't motivating me to do anything today. I'm about to go slap some dye on my hair and make myself a cup of tea. Then all will be right with the world. =)