Isn't is Ironic
It's come to this! I can't wait to go home and read my damn email. And that is IF he's written to me. These days intellectual affairs are so taxing on the waiting nerve I swear. Hmph. 2 hours and 3 minutes to go. And the normal frolicking with JB is not even helping. Hmph and double hmph. 2 hours and 1 minute to go.