Hungry, VERY hungry, and a bit bored too. I've got $25-$30 (not sure which) in checks. This would be good except a) I have no bank account in which to cash them, b) they are written from a bank that has only ONE outlet in Oregon and that's an ATM on one of the reservations somewhere. *blinkblink* Oh, and c) guess what? New and nifty pain again. Or rather, old and NOT nifty. My side hurts. Dammit, the surgery was supposed to help... ehh. If it's another stone it's really nothing new, I know I won't die from it. Sucks to hurt this much, but eh.

There's a bottle - a very SMALL bottle - of Green Dragon on the desk. It is a measure of how much I hurt that I'm considering taking some of it. This is NOT good. Not good at ALL.

I'm going to go pounce Kitten soon. He's gotten himself tangled in FF7 and honestly, right now I hurt a bit too much to pounce anyone. However, he's been looking particularly nummy for the last few hours and I want to see just how convincingly he can whimper.

Earlier... ahh, earlier I took away his collar briefly, not as a punishment, simply as an experiment. Gods, but the boy is beautiful. *purrs*

Caleb will be calling tonight - he ended up going home sick yesterday and I really hope he's doing better. It's not life-threatening or anything but Cal really doesn't get much other than allergies normally, so I can't help worrying. Again, I wish I had all three of my boys (and Rhett for good measure) HERE. I want to know that they're ok; or if they aren't, I at least want to be able to help them.

*sighs, pads off to stare at the checks*