Oh, I'm 500 miles away from home.

This post was written at 1:14 Sunday morning, but due to limited brain fuctions, I was unable to post it. 

Well, I'm here.  And I'm not sure how I feel about that. 

It feels like a longer span between Friday and now than is possible.  Days, maybe.

Cole had a low fever Friday and I didn't know why.  I hoped it was overtiredness.  He has been refusing to sleep, nerves about the new room in a new house.  This morning the fever was nearly 103 and he clearly had an ear infection.  After working a long(er than usual) and hard(er than usual) shift, driving all night, and sleeping nearly none, I got up and ran around trying to find an open clinic to take him to. 

I thought I was really important for him to be here.  He doesn't know that man, the one he will eventually understand was his grandfather, that he will only know from pictures.  Cole only met him a few times and he was never introduced to him as a grandparent.  I feel... odd about it, but I'm not sure what the proper specific descriptor would be. 

I do know that I ingested enough caffine today to make the Energizer bunny twitchy. 

I watched Remember Me tonight.  It is good.  It is.  Really.  It has an ending that is like a sucker punch to the stomach. 

Anything can happen, anytime.  And what would I do if it did?  Exactly why am I the one that gets punished, currently that is, for you stupidity, irresponsibility, immaturity, indiscrection, selfishness, and general jerkfacedness?  Oh, I'm a moron who happens to be too nice, that's why. 

And you were just a loser in tin foil.