
Deloria's dad -- and just a couple more times for good measure.

my friends who keep deciding to tell me about all their plans for Boston Pride which I can't go to because of my flare up. (I know they're not trying to be asses, but they're being asses.)

my "friends" who keep telling me they'll call or stop by or come hang out with me and then don't

my "friends" who have suddenly started talking to me out of the blue from nowhere after adding me on Facebook because they think I'm cute, and are clearly hoping that by being all supportive in this time of need I'll fall madly in love with them. In sickness AND IN HEALTH people.

my doctor, who is concerned I'm becoming addicted to painkillers because I've been on them for so long. Uhm, maybe if you would MAKE ME FEEL BETTER instead of being an incompetent jackwad I wouldn't still need them?!

the manufacturer of the medicine that's supposed to make me better and still hasn't managed to get through the paperwork
they effed up three times so I could afford to be on it.

a certain person who shall remain nameless but was banned from these forums and have suddenly decided that my Wiki is the perfect place to copy word-for-word all the articles from a certain already existent Wiki that they run.... even overwriting articles I painstakingly wrote and researched myself and argue all the nitpicky things he so enjoys arguing -- like what the titles of books are. I know I'm a control freak, but you already run how many Wikis, you really need to come try to take over mine?
Oh, and...

Deloria's dad