Warning to all my many readers...
The worst is yet to come; if you think I'm whiney and pathetic now, you just wait! I plan on NOT calling or speaking or text messaging or Iming Damian for the rest of my life. Which means, every day for at least a month or two is going to be sheer misery. And I plan on writing in here as much as possible so that I don't torture too many people by phoning them or blabbing their ears off at work. Yay balloons!