Trouble
I am having trouble writing this damn paper. I need a distraction. Maybe the reason that my leg is shaking uncontrollably while I sit here typing and trying to think is because of the millions of grams of caffiene that I may as well have injected into my bloodstream in the form of Redbull that are coursing through my body. **SIGH** Not to mention I HAVE to see my husband this minute or I will die from lack of sex. OK, maybe not, because I don't get to see him until Friday. Maybe. Oh my goodness...he better freakin come home this weekend or I'll lose it. I don't think I've ever wanted him this bad in my life. Wow. OK, sorry for all details but I needed to vent. I'm desperate here. Shut up.