Dad's birthday

Today is Dad's birthday. He's getting a lot of clothes. He has got to be the hardest person on earth to buy for. We went to this freakishly huge fry's electronics yesterday in Clear Lake, and spent about four hours in there. They had everything from office ware, to build your own computer to vacum cleaners, but he still couldn't find anything he wanted. The guy likes to build computers for christ sake!
But besides that, there really isn't much to write about. I'm still sick. I went to the doctor. I got more medician. I now have a perscription for about every allergy pill on the planet. Thinking about becoming a drug dealer... Call me if you want me to hook you up.