Sweetie doesn't get off work for another 90 minutes, so I need to occupy my brain during that time.

The Terminator is on UPN 29. It just started. "The machines rose from the ashes of the nuclear fire..."

But TV isn't enough. And complaining about everything and/or writing about how I want everything to crumble into dust just seems really typical of me at this point.

Hmmm...how about a real post. (See above.)

I'm so hungry, but I can't eat until Sweetie gets here, so we can have dinner together.