ALL YOU WANTED WAS A TICKET TO THE TROPICS!

Jesus, I'm tired. I feel like somebody beat me with a bat while I was asleep. Strange dreams, maybe? Or all of this standing around. Gosh, I did a lot of standing today. All I want now is some potatoes. I think I'm coming down with something, but what? What could it be? It seems like other people are treating me like I'm in a weird mood, but I'm not! Good. I swear it. I spend a lot of time hoping that this winter won't bring about my downfall. Again. Another downfall--who needs it, right? Instead, I imagine what it would look like if the sun came out right now and melted all of the snow. If it were time for beach blanket bingo.