Here I am at the Giles County Public Library because I'm too damn addicted to the Internet. I have to go before Mom gets antsy. I'm happy to see her, but I'm pissed off that I'd been home for less than twenty-four hours before she started bitching at me. I mean, I shouldn't be surprised, but there you go. I'm trying to keep her away from the computer screen because I think this journal is the last thing I want her knowing about right now.
I'm happy to see my Tigger -- even though he hates being picked up and cuddled. Which I do anyway.