That...might not mean anything to you, but recognize the date.
Tuesday.
January.
Meaning either exactly two years ago, or two years and one week ago (depending on whether it was the second or third Tuesday of the month, which I don't remember), I had the car accident, which set me on the path to womanhood.
It's a date I feel like I should have done something to celebrate being alive for, but...can't think of anything.
I wanted to also talk about something vaguely Red Hood Rider-related, namely, superheroes and how I'm actually not that much of a fangirl of them in spite of being one of the larger comic geeks in the family, but oh well.
Maybe tomorrow.
(For that matter, maybe tomorrow I'll actually POST MY DANG BLOG.)