T-minus 2 hrs and 15 min and counting...

until my surgery. I have to be at the daysurgery clinic at 12. I'm scared and nervous and sunburnt. My life and luck just never really seems to be running in an upward direction. The only good thing in my life right now is Bobby. My poor mustang is sitting in a body shop in Kansas City after this older woman went through an intersection and hit me. Long battle to ensue as I was making a left turn. I had a damn arrow. She says she had a green light. I'm burnt from having to stand by my car.

holy crap... our local serial killer just plead guilty to all 10 counts of murder...

ok I've got to get headed to the clinic, wish me luck....