capturing a moment at nine thirty p.m. on a Tuesday

I'm really tired of people asking me what time it is over here. As if by the time I tell them it will be the actual time difference.
I'm fed up with the internet .. or I'm just frustrated. Always reminding myself, though, that no amount of IMs or emails could equal an embrace or smile face to face.
I'm sick. Sick in general. My stomach pulls fast ones on me all the time. One minute okay, the next I'm either running to the bathroom or doing what I did today: sleeping through all three sessions because I was so worn out.