I'm posting this link for Ryan to read tomorrow at work - we were discussiong various universes, what-I-wants, and so forth. Turns out I'd never actually pointed this out to him, so yah. Now at least he'll know about one of the three worlds-in-my-head that I tend to write in. I'm...

...hrm. Ryan just said that apparently his health stuff won't let him choose the plan that they said in their paperwork that he could. And he mumbled something about not having health insurance if he couldn't get the plan he wanted through work and wonders WHY this concept pisses me off. *blinks again*

Goddammit, why am I suddenly getting even more stressed?

I... bah. I'm not really sure what is in my head and have even less idea how to get it out onto a page just now.