Me so lonely.

I dragged myself out of bed at 6:30 this morning to take Will to the airport. (OK, so he dragged me out of bed and drove there, but I still had to get home.) I miss him! He's in the air right now, and will land in Portland in about an hour. Stupid granny, having a stupid birthday. [pout]

...OK, fine, I take it back! She's a swell dame, and you only turn 89 once.

I think I should write a comic book. [/nonsequitur]