Make it stop.

Fucking piece-of-shit eyes. First I get pink-eye in my right eye, and now it's started to heal at last, I get it in my left. I feel like I have a black eye. Argh! I hate it I hate it I hate it.

K2 seems to be having fun. Her husband is a bit crabby, especially on the road, and quiet at times, but he's also a smartass and I like him, despite his slow start. K2 is exactly as on the phone, altho I think she is a bit more disconcerting and more difficult to talk to in person.

For now, bed. I am fucking tired and crabby, and at 5:00 am I will be even more so. Grrrrr!

*deleted reference to what I really need, and who from*

Never blog late at night. Especially when crabby, and suffering from pink-eye. And from EBS.