First sentence of every month in 2012

As I put up a new calendar (and threw out the old one, and promptly lost all record of when I got my last period), I looked back at 2011, and I looked forward at my new Michael Sowa calendar. Ha ha, I guess I should have screened comments on that last entry. I got really mentally tired this week -- the work situation is one that I'm running out of patience with. Today's been bizarre. I am allowed to write about work again. Sometimes lately I've been down on myself for the various physical accomplishments I either haven't managed, or else have accomplished and then let slide. So I saw Threshold on Thursday night. It took me a long time to make seven one-typed-page "morning page" journal entries, but last weekend I did the seventh. Today was kind of off-the-rails awesome, in an acro way. I've gotten my head back into work this week, which is nice. More flirtations last night. There are at least two ways to be adaptable, two ways to say "whatever you want."