It's been a day.
It was nice to spend time with my Freddie this morning.
Work was. The Nine Days suck. I hate fast-days (though I wish I could do it everyday.)
My head hurts.
Now I'm off to the kotel to pray (for what I don't know) and then to frummie-ville for breaking the fast at an old teacher's house.
Oh yeah, and I'm totally ditching Shani's birthday party AND I'm not Home for Shabbos. I'd say that I hope she doesn't hate me forever - but I have a funny feeling that she won't notice anyway. I mean, after all, do I ever do anything fun?