I'm sitting here harassing my husband via text message. I realize that this is an unhealthy and relatively annoying thing to do. It's my passive aggressive way of telling him I'm highly unhappy that he's at a convention in Denver. I also realize that he has to be there. I mean, it's his job. I understand this. It does not, however, make me any happier.

But I'm still nice. I bought him an iPhone. You know, because he's awesome.

Jerk.