Bad Day

12,684 Days Alive

Today was a rough day. A friend is hurt, another sick. Drama llamas are running rampant in my life. And my therapist cancelled on me twenty four minutes before my appointment was scheduled to start.

So.

Screw today. I am going to bed.

Games, Nachos, and Kitty Cuddles

12,665 Days Alive

2 Books Being Read

1 Plate of Nachos Eaten

Edit: blogging works better when I actually remember to post the post. Whoops.

I got up, as usual, today at 6:20 to feed the cats. I don’t know why I chose 6:20 a.m. as their feeding time as they get fed at 6:30 p.m. (almost) every night. Too late to change it now. Gods knows they’d wake me up that ten minutes early if I tried to change it. As it is, I am occasionally a cat landing pad and screamed at an hour early if only for fun.

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