Zzzz...

So, work was the norm today. I had some trouble keeping up, because my thumb wouldn't quit hurting. Then, about halfway through the morning, it occurred to me: Take a pain reliever. Thirty minutes and some Advil later, and I felt fine, almost. There is still a slight twinge there, which I expect to be there, given what I did to it last night.

(Charles and I were talking Wednesday night, and I was making fun of him for worrying that getting his wisdom teeth out "will hurt, but I won't remember it." He threw a mock punch at me, but I tried to block anyway, and the ensuing collision jammed my thumb. Fortunately, it's in proper working order, and given a week, it'll be fully functional again.)

After work, I went to Charles', and we grabbed dinner from Danvers. We all ate, and then Melissa went to work. Charles and I watched Master & Commander: The Far Side of the World, and I love it as much now as I did the first time I saw it. That's one awesome movie.

I came home, and cleaned out my car, and cleaned the windows. Tomorrow morning, I'm driving Charles and Melissa to the oral surgeon for Charles' appointment. Melissa was concerned about having to handle Charles if he's unable to move on his own, and I volunteered to help. Yeah, I'm going to be tired. Yeah, I could have slept in. But, they're my buds.

Now, it's bed time. I must sleep. *turns off light*

Too funny not to post *wink*

( Me on a battlefield... )

Home again, home again, jiggity jig..

Have you ever been somewhere, and when it came time to go home, you began to feel depressed? I mean, have you ever felt such a closeness with certain people that you begin to feel down that you're leaving them, even though you're headed home? That "home" doesn't quite have the same feeling, simply because those important people aren't there? That "home" is lacking something that makes you feel safe and comfortable? That's how I am feeling coming home from Charles' place nowadays.

I tell ya, I gotta get myself closer to them. At least, I gotta get out of Frayser, preferably out of Memphis altogether. (I'm talking about the suburbs, folks. I'm not quite ready to leave the metro Memphis area entirely. After all, that would be counterproductive to spending time with Charles and Melissa.)

Anyway, I went over there this morning, and drove them to the oral surgeon to get Charles' wisdom teeth pulled. I was merely the wheelman, so I had no worries. Poor Charles, though, was so terribly anxious. He went through it, though, and his recovery has been speedy and amazing. Hopefully, he will recover faster than Melissa did two weeks ago, when she had her wisdom teeth removed.

I work tomorrow, and then I will probably go by there for a little while in the afternoon.

Good night, folks..

Digression: Cthulhu 2004

In somewhat happier and less angsty news, I swung by Comic Cellar today. He had gotten in his shipment of gaming stuff.

I snagged a copy of the Planar Handbook, and am initially impressed with its contents, though I've yet to go through it entirely. I also got a copy of Shadows of the Last War, the first module for Eberron. The neatest thing about this is that it came with a 15 page short story by Keith Baker. Talk about neat bonuses! :)

Then, I got my Game Trade Magazine. It was polybagged. Inside it was none other than a bumper sticker. On a field of blue, in red and white lettering is the following:

CTHULHU
FOR PRESIDENT IN 2004
Don't Settle For The Lesser Evil!

All I can say is, that is going on my car. End of story. I'm sure I'll be eaten first if I elect him into office*. :)

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* - This is a joke, and only a few of you might get it. If you don't, then you probably never will get the chance. (Thank the Great Cthulhu that I saved the images to my HDD!)