It's cold, and I hate being out in the cold. I have a rock where my ovary should be, it hurts like a motherfucker, and thus I am bitchy this morning. Scarlett was a butt, so now we're both miserable.
I'm only touching base because another weekend's on the way and I won't be around a computer much I don't figure. I hate coming to Pavanne's to update and check my mail, I miss MY computer. Dammit. Its strange, how it doesn't seem to serve hardly any purpose now that it's not online. I'm not really inclined to write right now anyway, so that could be part of it.
Well, I have nothing more to say. Talk atch'all later.