So. After going through all the stress of setting up doctor's appointment for Monday, Gran calls and tells us to cancel it and reschedule it because she won't be able to take me. Given that we've talked almost everyday for the week, that she hadn't told us before is really, really frustrating. If she'd bothered to say anything, we could have tried to get in yesterday. :banghead: Fudge it. If this kills me, I hearby decree that all those interested must engage in a battle to the death to claim my action figures, comics, and whatever games mum doesn't want. We'll also be accepting volunteers for those that want to help build my death-trap-laden tomb. :thumbsup:
+ Omnomnom, orange juice.