*Grumble*
grumble grumble grumble...
Feeling grouchy today. Grouchy grouchy grouchy. Head still hurts from withdrawal. I hope it's over soon, it's been more than a week.
My friend Jamie asked me to call him again last week. I decided, no, I'm not going to. I'm always the one to call him. So I sent him an email instead. He responded, telling me to call him. I wrote back, saying, "How be you call me, since you have rather weird hours of operation. :) " A couple of hours later, I got an email telling me to call him on the weekend, when *I* was available. This emailing business was becoming a headache. So tonight I called him. He told me it's his poker night and I, without thinking, offerred to call back tomorrow. This feels like some kind of stupid game, where I am losing and becoming another of his pawns in the "Mr. Jamie has to make time for you, so you ought to feel special" pattern that always seems to surround him. Gah.