Okay, so I'm not going to lie. I'm as tired as a horse that's been running cross-country all damn day chasing somebody because the dude on my back is kicking me in the sides. I'm drained. Tina leaves for Scotland tomorrow. I feel like I don't need to even say anything more than that, but I also know that if I don't that you probably don't know what the hell I'm talking about. Does that make any sense? ~Chuckles~ Probably not. I haven't shaved since I last saw Tina on 21 January. I told her the other night that I'm not going to shave until I see her again after she gets back from Scotland. Here's what I look like as of 1 February: Heavens only know what I'll look like in May when she gets back. Probably like a bum off the street! ~Laughs~ It's only 0015, but I am just so seriously beat that I am going to bed. Peace.