I hate waiting. To be more specific, I hate waiting for someone to show up at my house to pick me up. Or waiting for a tow truck to show up. Or waiting for someone to call me on the phone. As I sit here drinking girl wine (no flames please... the advertisements and commercials clearly target affluent females), which is not working at all, I am also waiting for a call. I am going to finish this huge bottle of girl wine and not even have a buzz. God damn girl wine... I need some Black Label or rum or something. Even beer would be a welcome beverage right now. My brain is starting to swell because I've been thinking way too much over the past week or so. I need to induce a brain dump, but this is all I could manage. Perhaps this girl wine combined with nerves will induce some vomiting, and that in turn will induce some sleep. ... Reason to be positive - tomorrow is Thursday already. ... Reason to not be positive (aka negative) - everything else.