Good morning, sweetheart.

Have you had your tit squished in a vice today? No? That’s too bad…I have!

Ladies, check yourselves regularly. Men, help your ladies.

My report for this go ’round follows. I’m not sure why, but I always find the lumps in the right one and never the lumps in the left one. Maybe it’s because I’m left handed – who can say for sure? So the one I found on the right was suspicious and the one they found in the left was harmless. We went ahead and aspirated the one on the right because she couldn’t tell if it was “a cyst, a gunky cyst or a mass”. It was a cyst and all is right with the world minus a little soreness, the emotional whoosh and the addition of a strategically placed band-aid. Twelve full months (touch wood) until you have to hear a related story – yipee!

Listening to (burned compilation):
The Walkmen – Thinking of a Dream I Had
Earlsmart – The Hidden Track
The Delgados – Keep on Breathing
Citizen Cope – Hurricane Waters
Arcade Fire – Neighborhood #3
Autolux – Here Comes Everybody
Beastie Boys – Triple Trouble
Beck – E-Pro
Boyksopp – Eple
Air – Run
Doves – There Goes the Fear
Travis – Side
Wilco – Heavy Metal Drummer
The Beta Band – Dry the Rain
Jack Johnson – Banana Pancakes
Zero 7 – In the Waiting Line
Manu Chao – Merry Blues
Film School – PS

Mary Jac was good enough to cut most of my mop off last night, and I finally feel myself again. I hate hair.