This sh!t is BANANAS

I make so many imaginary posts in my head that sometimes I lose track of what I've actually written here, and what's gone to the internal slush pile.

Things I did not mention: ( new job, new salary, same company, current stasis )

While that's going on, I'm still in WTF land with my body. ( Still no period or news )

I think this much whine needs some wine. Later, gators!