My worth, as estimated by this place.

*wry grin*

Any takers? 'Cos I know what I could do with that money... my boys could be safe and secure, my health stabilized, and damn, there's some happiness in greenery to be found there, neh? A new car... a new corset... I would buy me a new life, yes I would...

*sighs*

The Jax is in poor health, and sadly, my worth reflects that.

I can't help wondering if I estimated my IQ a bit low... I've never actually taken an IQ test that I'm aware of, although I'm fairly sure one of the psychologists, psychiatrists, and other varieties of headthumpers my mother sent me to must have given me one at some point.

I'd like to see Kadin's worth on this chart... I'm betting it's pretty damned high. He's got good genes, he's slender, pretty, clever... *wry grin* Ok, suddenly I'm jealous.

Alex, too. I bet he could get a VERY prestigious score.

It's nearly 7:00. The hospital pharmacy doesn't open for over two hours... and I hurt. GODS, I hurt. My throat has those nasty little knives in it again, my nose and sinuses are aching... ick.

I feel... well, never mind how I feel. It's depressing.

VERY depressing.