Things that are...

Things that are teh suck:

• Cramps. Whoever invented them needs to die in a fire.
• Assholes who play their music too loud. I've said it before: I have no fucking desire to hear your music. I don't subject you to Noa, Gaelic Storm, Great Big Sea or show tunes. Please return the favor.
• People who think they get to dictate on street parking. THERE IS A FUCKING FIRE HYDRANT in front of our house. We cannot park there. Not just because we'll get a ticket - fire hydrants are important. If your fucking house caught on fire, would you want access to water impeded by assholes? We are not assholes.
• Nancy Grace. She is a horrible excuse for a human being - I don't recall an apology after she tried to hound the Duke Lacrosse team into confessing. Nor one when her interview techniques arguably led the mother of a missing boy to kill herself. Not even one after she was so horrible to Elizabeth Smart. Ms Grace seems to have forgotten the point of a jury system: one person does not decide guilt or innocence. She is a Stormwing. a loathsome being that lives on the pain and horror of others.

Things that are awesome:

• My Kindle. I need a cover for it that says 'Don't Panic' in big, friendly letters, because this thing is pretty damn close to the Hitchhiker's Guide.
• Bottle Caps candy. 'Nuff said.
• Painkillers. See cramps, above.
• A full Bridge card. We're usually pretty good about making sure we've got enough food to last until the 9th, but we effed up big time last month. By yesterday, we were down to ramen and butterscotch pudding (not, thank the gods, at the same time. Yech).
• A new Russell/Holmes short story.