I had a lot more to write, but I�m running out of weekend and may not be able to update until Wednesday now.
See, tomorrow morning, I�ll be in Detroit. Anyone jealous?
Didn�t think so.
I have to go tomorrow morning on a 6:20AM flight and will be getting home Tuesday night at 11:30 or so. Yay for me.
One benefit to all this.
I get to meet This character.
Internet date #4. I expect something.
So far, my kid�s been molested by Pimp�s son.
I got to see WarCryGirl�s underpants. (Not as exciting as it sounds�no offense, but they were crumpled up in your hand at the time)
And
WarCryGirl�s husband got flashed by my kid.
What about me?
Wish me luck. I expect to die from either frostbite, the very fact that I�ll be in Detroit or because I have a clunky, metal knee brace that should set the FBI on my trail. Really, I can�t wait.
And, to boot, I�m bitchy lately.
Physical therapy hurts like a fuck and a half.
We were supposed to go out last night, but the kid is sick, and (in case I haven�t mentioned this) I have to go to Detroit tomorrow.
On a positive note, I should roll in to the finals in one league (beating my father) and into the semis in another (#7 seed pulling an upset).
But, I have to go to Detroit.
Also, thanks to Andria for mocking our Christmas card note. I sent out 5 more yesterday to D-Landers. I expect you all to mock me too.
All the rules in my previous
And, assholes�it�s not knee porn, it�s SCIENCE!
PS: We may have a guest poster tomorrow or Tuesday. She�s got to get the nerve up to do it. Let�s hope she does.