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We appear to have a squirrel in the attic. In the corner of the bedroom. Turned up this morning when I was trying to sleep, contributing to the Vast Lack of Sleep that is my current lot.
Lennon thinks this is the Most Interesting Thing Ever, apparently.
Also, wow am I using the 'whingeing' tag a lot lately. Maybe someday I'll be capable of cheerfulness again, as opposed to this skipping-stone over meltdown thing that appears to be my perpetual state these days. I have no idea how much of this is being-in-therapyness and how much is just ... the whole shape of everything else.
Considering printing out the going-mad piece from the blog and the detailed description of the assault from LJ and bringing them to the shrink on Tuesday, because I'm utterly tired of talking about my mother.
Lennon thinks this is the Most Interesting Thing Ever, apparently.
Also, wow am I using the 'whingeing' tag a lot lately. Maybe someday I'll be capable of cheerfulness again, as opposed to this skipping-stone over meltdown thing that appears to be my perpetual state these days. I have no idea how much of this is being-in-therapyness and how much is just ... the whole shape of everything else.
Considering printing out the going-mad piece from the blog and the detailed description of the assault from LJ and bringing them to the shrink on Tuesday, because I'm utterly tired of talking about my mother.
