...and rant as I may, bitch as I might, confused as I am and frustrated as I sound...

...I'm still watching the clock, waiting for 9:00 to roll around.

Love, I AM sorry that I promised something I couldn't do. I don't remember the promise, nor do I remember you protesting any of the times we discussed this, but with my memory that means precious little. I will be much more careful.

*shrugs* I'm going to take the last of my nifty painkillers and try to relax a bit. Once Grr is Up And At 'Em, I'm going to... heh, wait a sec.

Nope, darn it. She's logged on but not actually there. Anyway, once she's up I'm going to ask if she will take me and Angel to the check-cashing place, the pharmacy, and the store. If so... yeah. Much goodness.

Fish, I'm going to go back to reading strange things and hoping the aches stop soon.