i feel like a caricature of myself sometimes.. but that can be a good thing.. its cold tonight, so i’m all wrapped up in a blanket.. wishing i was somewhere else..i’m about to go to bed and worry myself awake all night about what someone else is thinking.. oh, lou rang this morning.. her grandfather died. he’d been ill for sometime, but its still quite hard to take.. i hope everything goes ok for her.. she’s had a rough few weeks..
non bis in idem
