if you wanna sing out...

i know, i know. i'm usually a happy poster. i dare say i even use my blog to laugh out loud (one of those crazy im acronyms). but every once in awhile, for not much reason at all, i feel like life gives me a lemon. i mean, lemons aren't a bad thing- as i recall, sara used to love to lick them (for what reason i know not), and they make a fairly tasty treat. and my lemons are nothing compared to other people's-- my lemons are fabricated; stuff i draw up in my head (didn't know i was such a great artiste, did you?). But yeah, I'd much prefer the tangible stuff- a lemon that I can clearly see as such. Unidentifiable lemons (UFLs)- ah, the flying is an extra- really aren't so tasty.