...meh. This week sucks so thoroughly I can't even contemplate it. For the SECOND FUCKING TIME something I've been trying to set up for several months now is shot down at the last minute, this time by a death in the family which means the person had to catch a plane and is now in freaking Idaho.

The OBGYN idiot has left me literally shaking every time I think about his fuckups.

Still cramping, still craving... and feeling somewhat Domme but feeling too damn exhausted to do anything about it.

I'm going back to bed.