According to Happy Endings, Wednesday is the least sexy night of the week. I think I'm going to have to agree, but only half/half. See, I haven't been having the best of days thus far (an understatement), however, I am convinced my luck will change this evening. Most probably due to copious amounts of wine and music that begins to sound more like a persistent droning in the background as a result of before mentioned substance. Any which way you look at it, shit has got to get better. Until then though, I yearn for some luck and a little courage. I WANT TO BE BRAVE, even if just for the day.