I hate it when I can go from one end of the emotional spectrum to the other. But then, thank the stars that I can.

I was so hoping to rally from last night's funk. For part of the morning I thought it wouldn't happen, then it did.

I got an email that the person I wanted as a roommate couldn't commit. I'm cool with that. So I took action, which always feels good, and replied to the other person who answered my ad. I also found the slideshow I did with pics of the place, and added that to a brand new Craigslist ad; see it here. I have a great apartment. I realize that it's small, but damn, you just can't get a better view.

I also made nice to the people whose massages I needed to cancel yesterday. They're on for today, each for an hour and a half, and I'm ready.

And there's papardelle waiting for dinner. I'm okay. Just remind me of that. Please.