Whoof. Last couple days have been full of annoyances:

• Sarah's sick. Not sure what's wrong, yet, but her tonsils and uvula are swoll up like Roast Beef's bozack and she sounds like a muppet. So I took off work yesterday to drag her to the doctor, which took like 45 minutes because apparently the test for strep throat takes forever to read. Turns out it's only 75% effective anyway, so we had to go to Labcorp to get blood work done and figure out if Sarah might have freakin' mono. I can't say I'm happy about sharing the house with somebody contagious with some unknown and possibly deadly virus. Naturally, uh, I'm also concerned about Sarah's health.

  Then we had to get go to Happy Harry's to get medicine, and by the end we found ourselves driving back to New Castle at approximately 5:15, which meant it took us 45 minutes to get home, and I got paged on the way for some system being down. (It turned out to be a stupid customer, which it usually does, but I have no way of verifying this on the road.) Anyway, hopefully we'll find out the results of the test in a few days.

• What is up with people and the total lack of comprehension regarding "personal space?" I was at Boston Market today picking up dinner, and while the guy is wrapping up my purchases and taking my money, the lady next to me got close enough that it looked like we were there together. She seemed normal; not the usual New Castle white trash, just a middle-aged lady getting a hot turkey sandwich. Every time I inched away, she inched closer, until eventually I started trying to work up a truly horrific fart just to get her to back off. I couldn't muster one, so I had to pay and leave and hope she didn't try to climb into the truck with me. If we'd been at an ATM, she'd've been close enough behind me that I would've starting saying "Daddy? Is that you?"

Okay, I guess I only have two minor annoyances. But before you say I lead a charmed life, remember! I, uh, have horrible skin! Yeah, that's it! Who's a rich whiner NOW?