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My chest feels like it's in a vise. This is not cool. It is uncomfortable. I am incredibly tense and taking everything very personally. The cat is sneezing or horking up a hair ball. Jesus! Everything takes too much effort and I feel like a grosse truie.
I am very anxious for the next few weeks to be over.
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No sleep tonight. Blah! -
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I think that I may have to get a little hammered this evening. Just to take the edge off. -
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It's weird. I lead a double life. I am two different people at home and at the office. Office me starts when I am about half-way to work on the metro. I can feel my face harden and the rage come on.
Home me hugs our neighbours' dog and smells flowers as she walks to the metro.
If I didn't have home me, I would have killed someone by now. -
Rage.
Generalized. I need 5 fluid ounces of white wine, STAT! Possibly 10, or even 15! -
I loves me some Squab!
Toy Story 3 was so good! And the Squab has such phenomenal instincts about the movie going public. He determined that we would go around 4pm and that we would see it in "2D" because "All the kids will want to see it in 3D because it's cool ( Read more... ) -
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The 'Tins
That's our nickname for Mittens. The 'Tins is limping and we are not sure why. She does not seem to be in any pain whatsoever, is eating and rumbling normally, and is still jumping around. Still, the limp is noticeable and we don't want it to worsen, so I guess that means that we get to have another cat to the vet adventure. Poor Tins. I hope that ( Read more... ) -
I think that there was an earthquake....
just a couple of minutes ago. Freaky.