| | So, in other news, in happy news.
Another month, still yerma (yay!). Also, I heard from Frank! who is alive and well and touring somewhere in San Diego. He also has a new girlfriend (he -thinks-), he told me if he had been anywhere near he would have gladly visited me on my birthday. I told him (very nicely) that that was very sweet and considerate of him, but probably would have made me want to shoot myself.
He understood (thank god).
I have tomorrow off, and then another string of morning shifts. I have dreams of drugging myself right after work tonight. Instead of going to bed at four thirty like I did this morning. I don't -like- going to sleep that late, I like two thirty, but my brain has been unwilling to turn off lately. I think it has to do with Ed staying up later, meaning we talk later, meaning it takes me longer to wind down (crochet, read for a bit). But I feel like such a wuss being the one on the West Coast to call it a night!
My PRIDE!
posted by Amber at 2:33 PM
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