I'm not called to work today and thus get to sleep in until 10. This WOULD be a good thing, except my car payments don't make themselves and I'm going to have to step up the tutoring in order to make up the difference. Fewer hours, yes (you would not believe what some tutors make), but a little less dependable. Oh well, at least it gives me time to clean up around here a little. Oh yeah- I actually had a topic. So I get up and am leisurely eating my breakfast (reindeer sausage and ice cream. I'm still on my period, remember? I've decided that sanity doesn't stand a chance this time so I'm going to roll w/ whatever my hormonally-hijacked mind says it wants. Strike one to self respect.) when I get the urge to check my cell phone. I've left it in the car all night (forgot it when I came in and then too lazy to go back out and fetch it. Strike two to self respect. Besides, anyone who really needs to talk to me has my house phone, too.) and am getting the feeling that I've got a few messages to check. Pick up the phone and dial......'You've got ten unheard messages" ...with that pause before and after ten, right? Ten?!?!?!? What do you people DO that ten of you need me? Guess who's the tenth call? Yup. The Boyfriend...with an, "I just wanted to call you to tell you that I'm thinking about you, that I love you very much, and that I hope you have a great day." I melt into a little hormone puddle and curse my previous laziness. Aaaaaahhh! Placing happiness in hands of another! Strike three; self respect is ooooouuuuuuuuut. At least my dog likes me.....