Properties of Time

I am ok. Work...so much work...Is piling up. I have a lot not completed, not the least of which is moving. :-< I did get Harry with a decent neurologist, but not before he ran up another huge bill in my name.

It is so hard to believe that just a few short years ago, simple happinesses were so much more easily attainable. I miss the winter cooking and fun I used to have, and I don't know what I want to give Meg this year.

The cats at Eviljob are all well. I really want to take Butler II with me when I leave. He is, for a feral cat, very sweet and happy.

This Guy wants to get back with me. I guess my incantation wore off. The first night I considered it, I had the most horrible nightmare of him cheating on me with one of my friends. It left me feeling horrible. I think that means no. Plus, I don't like the way he celebrates the holidays, and they are very important to me.





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