I have figured out that any time I wake up with this much pain in my pelvic region, when I've been throwing up in the mornings for about a week, and when I get cravings and pain when I pee... I have a bladder infection/kidney stone... again... and I am around the Grr too much... I say too much because the Grr is pregnant, and pregnancy is sharable among friends, sadly. Ack.

I am not at work. Woohoo. Yes, this is VERY bad. I woke up at 9:30-something, my shift starts at 10. So I was already going to be late... and by the time I had gotten ahold of the lateline number I was realizing I was dead tired... so I called in absent, which was wise. I woke up about 15-20 minutes later with my face planted on the keyboard... I was SERIOUSLY tired. I wonder how much of that has to do with being up late-ish to tease the Grr? It couldn't be that much... it really couldn't, since I was up way after they went to bed. *sigh* I couldn't sleep. I couldn't write. I think I am about to fall into depression again... I hate that.

So here I am, with pains that are, I'm quite sure, mostly in my mind... and with the sure knowledge that I hate my job and do not sleep enough... I am missing two boys in Canada, one in Kentucky at the moment... and one here in Portland, just on the other side of the city. I am an idiot.

*sudden smile* At least I'm a well-loved idiot.