Back when I first began to b**g, my fairy blogmother introduced me to the artistic talent of Marc Lutz. Every day as I began to pour my thoughts out onto the keyboard I eagerly chose the Unkymood du jour from his extensive collection of goofy faces scribbled on a yellow legal pad. Heck, they were even gender specific...just what the therapist ordered for a divorcee' struggling with multiple issues. I miss that ability to "define-the-mood" that his art provided every day. The scribbling disappeared suddenly and I went into withdrawals, but learned to cope. *sigh*

There are worse addictions I suppose.