6 Days And Counting

Speaking of 6 Days, that was a pretty good book by Brendan DuBois that I had read earlier this year. Richard had read it first, and plonked it down on my belly when he was finished with it, telling me I HAD to read it. Not bad, and there are a few others written by him that I need to read as well that Richard tore through.

Anyway, I have 6 days before I go back to work. Normally I would be sating that it really isn't much time left, and how could the days go by so fast. *sigh* I really don't know what my problem is in dealing with reality these days. Don't I come rushing on the internet firt thing when I get up this morning to see if I have any e-mail? I'm sure someone has more important things to do then send one to me. It's not like he can call me up right now and tell me he wants to go for a smoke, is it?

I'm so frustrated, I should get off here.