Thanks again to the hundreds (okay, okay, dozens) who have sent me cheer-up emails, icqs, cards, flowers, and dancing girls. I’ll be sure to remember you all when your current love interest copulates with a guy named Rupert.
I’m really feeling a lot better. I did the ritual Reclaiming-of-Stuff on Friday, dumping off three years’ worth of stuff, and getting my answering machine and the little computer I’d loaned her. Some of my friends had urged me to get the VCR and Playstation, but no, those were gifts I’d given her; I just wanted what was rightfully mine.