i can't believe myself. so i lied, and refreshed B's blog again, just the once, because i thought maybe he'd have miraculously gotten out of doing what he needed to do (to no avail, obviously), and i re-read, and re-realized that i think i did that thing that I do on the phone, which is never a good thing.
glad for the pleasant feelings, regarding, but sorry for the maudlin drunk. (and yes, i DID have to look through archives to find the word (again). i should write it in a document, so i can find it when i need it. seems to be one of those words that i need, and enjoy, but can never remember.) don't stop being you, ok?