I hate being afraid. I especially hate being afraid of someone who I shouldn't have to even worry about. Whatever.
In other news, I brought a spindle along to work today, in case my wait for the afternoon bus was as long as yesterday's (an hour). Thankfully, I only had to wait about 15 minutes. When I got home, I thought DP was asleep, so I whipped up a pizza crust before I got in the shower. Next thing I know, he came walking upstairs :) So, I had a pizza for dinner and he made himself tacos...that way, we both got what we were craving.
I really need to decide what socks I want to knit for my next pair. I like to keep some on the needles, just in case.