Hmph.

I'm getting another scan tomorrow, a ct scan, which means that I can't have any coffee in the morning. It's such a horrible thought. It makes me want to cry. I want to shake an angry fist at God. Not having a cup of coffee tomorrow morning isn't going to add years, days, or minutes to my life, but I still can't have any. It's really got me mad.

After the scan I guess I'll go to work.

This week hasn't been so hot.