could hardly move on my story at all. this thing is killing me.
At least dinner came out good. I cooked up smoked mozzarella/artichoke ravioli (from costco) with a lemon alfredo sauce and served it up with Sebeka's chenin blanc (a bit dry for my taste, good with food, not so good to sit and sip)
Mom wanted me to play a game with her. no problem. I played and just when i usually come back on the computer, Dad, who hasn't moved from the couch in four hours comes sprinting back to make sure i can't get on (i mean he was watching nothing on tv and whining about it, why didn't he come THEN)
I get on finally and someone has changed the password to my email. bah.


