god i have had heartburn all morning/day/night. i drank milk cause i hate Tums and then i dug out some 3 year old Prilosec i had around. then finally brian gave me some Zantac he had in his briefcase. i think it might actually be going away finally. we didn't go anywhere today. we needed to tho. but oh well. tomorrow we have to go pay the outlaw's fine and city taxes and crap like that. still haven't made a decision on the carpet. i can't make a decision to save my damn life i swear. grumpy grumpy me. and i didn't get my damn period yet. i wish it would just freakin' start so i can get on with my life!!! ahhhhhh