Mon monde est rempli de beauté, d'insanity et de wonder. Désirs jouer ?

the glowing boxes are far more attractive this evening than the music upon which I should be working.

In other news, Rob Brezny thinks this is in my forecast:

For the week of October 13th:

My friend Glenn suffered a thumb injury while playing softball a few years back. Though it eventually healed, the scar tissue made the thumb less mobile than it had been before. Three weeks ago, he got stung by a bee in the exact spot where the original wound occurred. It swelled up for a couple days, then receded. Since then, he has enjoyed a dramatic upgrade in the thumb's freedom of movement. I predict a comparable scenario for you in the coming days, Capricorn. A fresh booboo won't last long, and--wonder of wonders--it will ameliorate an old booboo.

And finally, my fingers on my right hand are quite cold. So cold, in fact, that I fear they may just fall off soon.