But first? Get sleep.
I took a three hour drug-induced nap this afternoon. It didn't help as much as I was hoping. Emily went into work late to stay with me till I was able to talk to my therapist (have I mentioned recently how amazing Emily is? 'Cause she is), then J came over for a while till I was sleepy/relaxed enough to sleep. Now I need to make it till Emily gets home from class at around 10.
Send your prof an email to apologize.
This is tomorrow, right? 'Cause right now I just don't even know what I'd say to him.
Everything is tomorrow. Except the sleep.
VW, amych is wise.
You can make it, and Emily will be home before too much longer.
And we'll be here all night.
vw, put everything on hold until tomorrow.
Dave's here. He is going to go get the food since I didn't cook, and I got a good cry out. The Sox are winning so far too.
Hec - The A's and Macha have parted ways...rumors say Geren or Washington might replace him.
VW, I wish to provide distraction for you. I have no new baby pictures with which to distract you (though I have a napping--finally--baby next to me right now), but I have the very cute picture of what Terry Pratchett signed in her copy of Where's My Cow.
I am raising a geekbaby, yes I am.
(And now I vanish for a little bit, to pick up Paul.)
I am raising a geekbaby, yes I am.
Just keep her away from that Kal-El kid. He's a dorkbaby.
{{sj}} Glad you're feeling a little better. TCG is so sweet!