Why is Richard so crap? I told him two days ago that I wanted to go to the cinema tonight, because our mobile phone company gives out half-price cinema tickets on Wednesdays. I told him that Cars is a "kids film", so the last showing would be early, around 7-8pm. I reminded him last night that I wanted to go to the cinema tonight and that he should go to bed early so he would get up early & get to work early. This morning, he was supposed to be leaving for work early, but he was still in bed when I left the house at 10:50 even though I'd been prodding him since 9.30. So I just got home from work and looked up the cinema's website to find out the last showing tonight is 19:45, and now he tells me that 7.45pm is way too early to see the film and he can't believe it's that early! GAH!!
Also, I woke up this morning with my gall bladder hurting, and it was still hurting when I woke up again an hour later, so I took some paracetamol. But I don't know if it's going to start hurting again when the paracetamol wears off. Blah.