Ryan left with Becca and crew at around 2:00.

I was there for the rehearsal yesterday. It took roughly a half-hour. Even counting for trouble and false starts, giving it an hour is pretty reasonable. I know it takes less than an hour to go from here to there. So:

1 hour to Farm (1 total) plus 1/2 hour to set up (1.5 total) plus 1 hour for handfasting (2.5 total) plus 1 hour for eating/congrats (3.5 total) plus 1 hour for return transit (4.5 total)... add in another half-hour for Random Shite and you've got five hours. Again, LEFT AT 2:00.

*curls up, shrugging* Admittedly, I'd be lousy company. I've still got a horrible headache - the only reason I'm back on the computer is that I'm sitting up long enough to eat some chocolate gummi bears that Grr gave me before I curl up again, and figured I might as well type while I devour - as well as even more stabbing pain in my side. Bit's home... she had some Tylenol 3 and I'd planned to ask her for a couple but Guess What? Apparently the house has devoured them/someone has taken the bottle. *twitch* The entire f'ing UNIVERSE is running against me this weekend, I swear.

Oh, and to add even more fun? Yes, I'm still on Food Stamps. That whole unable-to-work plus frequent-seizures plus completely-broke plus not-actually-married plus... yeah, you get the idea. Anyway, Food Stamps kick in at the beginning of the month, $130 for the month that can ONLY be spent on food, and not deli-type food either. Actual cook-it-yourself... and candy, which confuses the hell out of me, but as I was saying! First of the month. Today. But since today is a Sunday, they apparently won't kick in until tomorrow.

Since all we have for food is a couple nearly-empty bags of generic cereal, some instant oatmeal, Cup Noodles, and a box of jambalaia mix with no meat or anything else to put IN it... yeah.

This is most of why Grr gave me gummi bears. I'm hoping the Chocolate will at least relax me, and maybe help, plus I've been half-puking all day courtesy of Agonizing Pain and since at this point my stomach was empty of everything 'cept excedrin and advil (oh, and guess what, I'm now out of excedrin, yay?) it seemed necessary to get SOMETHING in it.

Yes, I'm just a tad depressed.

Yes, I'm lonely.

Yes, I know perfectly well if I go out to be sociable the headache will only get worse... trust me, it did all of what, ten minutes ago, when I was out there last. *shivers*

I want my security blanket back.