Then again, was NOT spoiled last night... got a knee firmly planted in my already-in-agony side, got covers ripped off me repeatedly, and ended up being grouchy and pissed-off for what is for me a damned long time. *blinks*

Ehh.

Ryan's getting ready for work now, presumably. I'm nibbling on salad 'cause it's what sounds good to my tummy at the moment. MUST call Clinic downtown today, must also call OHP or hop online and choose a PCP.

Ended up taking more vicodin last night, even though I hadn't intended to. Was going white around the knuckles from trying not to cry.

This f'ing HURTS. Have I mentioned yet how damned tired I am of HURTING all the goddamned time? I mean, BDSM-type pain is one thing, that's at least benefitting someone, it's satisfying and useful. This? This is just life biting its thumb at me over and f'ing over again.

Yeah, I'm a tad cynical-pissed-what-have-you.

Oh, kittenpet - you will start holding a piece of paper with the date and time just above your Mark when you take the webcam shot. No, I don't trust you right now. You know full well why, I think. You will have to earn back that trust, and it will take far more than a bit of begging and my New Year's Resolution...

...oh, that's right.

That hasn't been mentioned yet. *slight smile*

Yes, I made a few. Little things. Or not-so-little.

One of them being Rahani.

Anyway, I'm going to leave you to wonder, and go finish my salad, and maybe get more than a half-hour or two of sleep if I can manage it, now that I won't be frozed, kneed, etc.*grins slightly* No, I will NOT be letting you live that down just yet. My side still hurts and I'm tired. Ask for forgiveness once I've gotten some sleep, k?