No need to worry about running into me in the halls and having me suck out your soul, or whatever it is they're saying about me - I'm grounding myself until I hear what the verdict is.
Just leave the bread and water by the door.
Current Mood:apathetic
Current Music:The Killing Moon - Echo and the Bunnymen
I need someone who knows Angie's teachers at the college and who can actually talk to tell them she's off sick today and possibly tomorrow. Vision. Bad one. Moira's seeing to her now. Vision's being seen to as well.