Bella Tonks

My lower back has been aching and paining me for the past few days. I would blame it on PMS and such, but I know that's not the reason. I know if I go to the doctor all he would say is that I need to lose weight (because that's a given - duh). Ugh *crank, bitch, moan*

The husband had now added a Supernatural RPG onto his rp repetoire. His character is basically Dean Winchester with a fire axe. Of course as he was enthusiastically explaining the details of this RPG I nodded attentively, whilst the entire time I kept imagining Dean, shirtless, swinging said fire axe. I never said as such because men just don't appreciate such vivid imagery from their wives.

I think now that the days are getting shorter and it getting darker sooner, it has been screwing with my inner time clock. I'm having a bitch of a time getting up in the morning, and last night I thought it was 10 p.m., when really it was only 7.

The Ontario provincial election is over and the Liberals are back in with a majority government. McGuinty has promised to give us a statutory holiday in February - calling it "Family Day". I'm not going to look a long weekend in the mouth, but I was hoping that he would reinstate eye exams and chiropractic visits back into OHIP. I guess that would be asking for too much, though.