Neuropath tomorrow. Maybe Return of the King today. Mmmm.... Aragorn...
Mom called this morning; she is in Syracuse (an hour away) for a doctor's appt. Wish she had given me advance notice so I could have met up with them, but I'll be going home next week.
Found out that Newsweek did not fuck up, the USPS did. I *did* receive my RotK issue of Newsweek... but it was delivered to my neighbor's mailbox. What the fuck? Stupid USPS. Was thinking about them this morning, wondering how I'm going to get Phil's birthday present out in time and if Sarah received her package of flea junk. Suppose I should call and ask her; suppose I should put some minutes on my calling card in that case.
WICB is discussing the Golden Globes this morning. I do not give a shit about the Golden Globes. I do not care about any of these stupid awards shows. People are always trying to make me watch them; I hate them a lot. Er, the shows, not the people.
Well, off to go study and find out about plans for