The Grumpiest Time of Year

Supposedly, January is the grumpiest time of year for most people. My day hasn't been terribly splendid, so here's a picture of a cute bunny.

This was taken the night I brought Sorsha home, back in 2002. She was about 8 weeks old at the time. Awwww.

In other news, I sent in my entry form for the Cal24, a 1000 mile/24 hour rally held in mid June.