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I'm up. I'm getting ready to go, now. And I'm still shaking and slightly queasy because Scott scared the hell out of me.
See, the alarm went off at five. It took me a while to register it (as usual) but was still on (not as usual - Scott's good with 'snooze'). So when I finally figured out it was the alarm and not part of my dream, I pressed snooze and reached over to him. He wasn't there. Okay-fine, he sometimes wakes up early.
But he wasn't here at all, nor was his car in the driveway. See, he went over to Dale's yesterday to game, and wasn't back when I went to bed...and still wasn't back.
Cue freak-out attack. I called Dale, and he said Scott had just left ten minutes ago, and he's just coming in now. And I'm not sure I'll let him drive me.
See, the alarm went off at five. It took me a while to register it (as usual) but was still on (not as usual - Scott's good with 'snooze'). So when I finally figured out it was the alarm and not part of my dream, I pressed snooze and reached over to him. He wasn't there. Okay-fine, he sometimes wakes up early.
But he wasn't here at all, nor was his car in the driveway. See, he went over to Dale's yesterday to game, and wasn't back when I went to bed...and still wasn't back.
Cue freak-out attack. I called Dale, and he said Scott had just left ten minutes ago, and he's just coming in now. And I'm not sure I'll let him drive me.
