It's Friday, Nov 8th and I am sitting here like a racehorse at the gate. I am so sick and tired of sitting here. We have an obstructed highway and people are asking ME yes, ME the incompetent red headed stepchild of this organization WHAT TO DO. Riiiiiiiiiight. So many times we could be sued, yes.

Folks are headed down another highway, one that runs parallel to the interstate. Good luck. Jeesus. Yes, I meant to misspell that.

So, I've exhausted this forum.......I've exhausted Icarus Project.......I've exhausted my phone........I've exhausted my TV actor obsession/flavor of the month..........I've exhausted nearly every source of entertainment there is to sit here for twenty more minutes and watch the clock.

Man, the Highway Patrol dispatcher is calling me trying to figure out what to tell people. This isn't good. Earlier today, I helped a Hispanic, BTW to get their birth certificate translated into English, but I dont' know if they will get the help that they need. I go too far in Public Service sometimes.

My son and my husband are accross the street. I am looking forward to the long weekend. There is a cookout and I am expected to go but my Pentacostal friend wants me to go to something and after the scares of this week (the dementia type symptoms and the water being off for 8 days) I am thinking seriously of just hanging out with her instead of going allllllllllllllllllllllll the way out to the countryside at dark thirty roasting marshmallows with a bunch of Church of Christers. Just dunno.

I will return to my obsession tonight, high off of my antipsychotic, which will put me in a drugged happiness and I will dream yet again in surreal bliss.

I just hope that the calls stop. I am not good at answering the phone.
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It is now 4:38.

OMG>.................

Time is so SLOW!