Gods, I love dealing with the medical profession.

I need to go to the Downtown Womens' Center, or call them at least... need to call the advice nurse, need to call the urologist... need to go over to the OHP offices, if I can wake up Tammy off the damned couch...

...and Arrasto is online and I am NOT on my computer, which greatly increases my ability to actually talk to him.

Oh, and Alex updated. Yay! *grins*

Anyway, this is just a placeholder, really... too much to do, to be thinking. Don't dare think.

Thinking bad.

Talk atcha all later... and thank you for signing the damned book. *lickhugpoof*