"We are busy straigtening out finances. It's like learning a new RPG. How does one optimize? How does one strategise for an uncertain future? Why are you doing what, when?" -- dacuteturtle, 2007-08-23
Home. Exhausted. Both gigs went well. Worst that happened was a minor wardrobe malfunction (very very minor; I just like finding excuses to use that phrase). Today hurt less than last night, which I figure means one of four things:
I hope it's #1. I fear it's #3. I expect it's #2.
I need sleep. And plenty of cold water.
Perrine is following me around the house. Right now she's lying next to my keyboard, curled around the mouse, flipping her tail about every time I stop petting her. (Oof. She just tried to stick her tail up my nose.) But she didn't try running out of sight and giving the "I'm injured and trapped" meow when I came in, as she's done in the past. (Maybe she noticed that it hasn't worked the last several times?)
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