Clearing the cobwebs

Will you look at this, I'm posting something that isn't just a summary of the day's events plus a copy of my Twitter log!  Wonders will never cease. *grin*

I'm actually too lazy to fire up the netbook, so I'm tapping this out on the Tabbie.  It's been both a busy and somewhat tiring week, both physically and emotionally.  The kind of circumstances where the only thing I want to do after settling the house down, is to sleep.

Except that when I try to sleep, my brain keeps ticking away about things, so rather than fight it, I end up online or writing on the word processor for longer than I should.  Some of the stuff I've written down frightens me and is promptly deleted; these are usually the brain farts that come from having locked away some toxic stuff for far too long.  I've discovered that writing and tears 

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Well as I was saying before I accidentally hit the Send button

Was that I have discovered just how cathartic tears and writing have been for me lately.  And was then promptly distracted by our newly-spayed Pixie asking in a rather bemused fashion why she couldn't go out through the window like she usually does.

Poor baby. She and Biskwit were spayed today, and while Biskwit is dozing her way to recovery after the initial excitement of being home, Pixie ate like a tiger and took a long nap, with the aforementioned results.  She's settled down now, but my original thoughts for this post are shot to pieces.  Maybe it's a sign that I should get to bed.

So I'll close here. I have a backlog of Twitter logs to spam you all with - and I hope to remember to put the long logs under a cut.

I yawned. Ok, catch you all when I catch you, then.

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