We can do it! After I finish this yummy sammich....

There is this thing that's like touching except you don't touch

Back in the day it just went without saying at all

All the world's history gradually dying of shock

There is thing that's like talking except you don't talk

You sing

You sing

Sing for the bartender sing for the janitor sing

Sing for the cameras sing for the animals sing

Sing for the children shooting the children sing

Sing for the teachers who told you that you couldn't sing

Just sing

There is thing keeping everyone's lungs and lips locked

It is called fear and it's seeing a great renaissance

After the show you can not sing wherever you want

But for now let's just pretend we're all gonna get bombed

So sing

Sing cause its obvious sing for the astronauts sing

Sing for the president sing for the terrorists sing

Sing for the soccer team sing for the janjaweed sing

Sing for the kid with the phone who refuses to sing

Just sing

Life is no cabaret

We don't care what you say

We're inviting you anyway

You mother[frakkers] you'll sing someday...

You mother[frakkers] you'll sing someday...

You mother[frakkers] you'll sing someday...

--"Sing" by the Dresden Dolls

Snarky had a bad day yesterday. The Mister did manage to go in to work for half the day, but the first half was spent in moments of panic and anxiety. He says a switch has gone off inside his head that has turned his soon-to-be-former work place into a place of near-terror for him. He apologizes to Snarky for being broken, and it's breaking her heart to see him like this.

But she's beginning to feel her fists harden into tiny little knots of grim determination. Her brow is furrowed and she's rolling up her sleeves figuratively (because it is friggin' COLD over here, making rolling up her literal sleeves a non-option) in preparation for the Work Ahead.

The Mister is broken, but he is healing. Snarky will do her best to support and ass-kick as needed. She's also keeping an eye on her own stress-levels to make sure they complement - rather than exacerbate - his.

Last night she worked on his special shirt. He requested a "got garlic?" shirt which has proven to be a bit more problematic than the other ones. If things turn out well (which they will... eventually) Snarky will post pics. She still owes finished bleeding heart and unicorn t-shirt pics too!

Tonight, Snarky is staying late because her work is having another employees-only open studio session (with potluck panini! ). She's very excited about this, though she has absolutely no idea what she's going to make. Wish her luck!