Sleepless in Seattle...
I think witchchild's insomnia is rubbing off on me. Actually, it's probably because I'm not working right now. I hate it more than you could ever know. Drives me insane. Then add all the worry-about bills, etc... and it really sucks. Monday is the big day, the day when I go in for the exploratory, the day when I hopefully find out what's wrong. (Q, please call me, I need to talk to you about Monday, and I think the number I have for you may be wrong.) I don't even care if they say something bad, I just want to know. It's worse not knowing.
Ok, I'm gonna try to sleep now. Wish me luck.
Ok, I'm gonna try to sleep now. Wish me luck.