It's okay not to be okay

This is for Amy Winehouse, who died at only 27 years old. It's for my mother, my father, my uncle Mark, my cousin Ashley, my good friend Kevin, my ex brother-in-law, and last but not least Kim -- my childhood best friend & would-be sister, whose friendship with me was torn apart after more than eight years because of heroin, pretty much right on my 17th birthday.

It's for all of them and many more.

This doesn't mean I'm more sad over one piece of news than another (my thoughts are with Norway today, that's all I can say), but this one hits home for me in a very personal way. I know it does for many of you as well.

So you think you can dance, dance, dance, dance

So, remember how I was saying this isn't my day? Yeah, Borders didn't have the season I wanted. And the sale wasn't large enough to warrant buying other seasons/shows I wanted less. Plus I refuse to buy books there when I can get them cheaper at Powell's, which has a 10 bajillion times better selection anyway (or the library for that matter, which is often how I roll). So I walked out empty-handed. At least I got some exercise from walking home, though, and a smoothie. Which just gave me a brain-freeze, btw. LIFE IS HARD.

Anyway, so now I'm tired & bored & in need of a project to occupy myself with, preferably something that requires little thought. Since a couple of you expressed interest in me posting my faves from SYTYCD tonight, I'll go ahead & get that started.

This first bunch will be small, so I'll probably spoil you guys by following it up with season 2 (which will most definitely not be small -- it's my favorite season) before I go to bed tonight.

( The Best of So You Think You Can Dance: Season One )