so sick we're skipping tim...
lord, what is the world coming to?
Maybe it's because I'm puking and running from the other end and my kidneys are backing up and my joints are so swollen I can hardly type, but I'm pissed off
really, deeply, tired of defending my life and my choices pissed off.
which means I need to go away from the net for the afternoon and put out some word count
after I drink another bottle of pepto