I'm too tired to blog tonight, worn out from commenting on all of your blogs (60 something blogs in my feed reader now... I think I need to have a cull).
It wasn't a terribly newsworthy day anyway. I had a nurse be mean to me this morning (surely it cannot be my fault that I have deep veins?), I had a late lunch with the Gorilla (no progress there, be still myracing hormones beating heart) and then later on tapas with my siblings and the BGF in the lovely Port House on South William St. Though with the day I have lined up for tomorrow (work, followed by my grammar class) I wouldn't expect much then either...
It wasn't a terribly newsworthy day anyway. I had a nurse be mean to me this morning (surely it cannot be my fault that I have deep veins?), I had a late lunch with the Gorilla (no progress there, be still my
