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juushikaFuck me but LJ just erased my finished post. So, short form:
Gillian in the bathroom. We scared and betrayed her by taking her into the house and past the dog, and yet she is alive. And occasionally yowling. No really she's fine; she still loves cuddles.
Vet visit tomorrow, 10:40a. Good wishes welcome; please don't ask "what will you do if she's microchipped?" because the answer is I HATE YOU. Best outcome: no microchip, no major diseases, is neutered, sexes female just 'cause; flea treatment, two weeks in the box to adjust to being inside and having discrete feeding times and to check for a URI, etc. Worst outcome: heartbreak, etc.; am I being forced to give her back to the bastards that declawed her, etc. There's nothing I can do about those fears, so I'm ignoring them.
Watching mediocre TV instead—Once Upon a Time. Early verdict: yay fairytales, some lovely characters (Snow White, yes; Rumpelstiltskin is growing on me), decent balance episodic/overarching; boo whitey white white suburban yaaaawn, and there's a lot of reliance of face recognition between the two settings and I've got none of that let me tell you.
While watching, making paper stars out of book pages, also known as fulfilling a longtime dream. The book is one I hated, and is way too acclaimed/popular for this copy to have any absolute value; I've had to elide a dozen sex scenes so far, so help me, but the stars look lovely. It's fantastic busywork, which is just what I need.
Imagine that with a lot more grace and much less brevity, and that's about what I wrote the first time.
Gillian in the bathroom. We scared and betrayed her by taking her into the house and past the dog, and yet she is alive. And occasionally yowling. No really she's fine; she still loves cuddles.
Vet visit tomorrow, 10:40a. Good wishes welcome; please don't ask "what will you do if she's microchipped?" because the answer is I HATE YOU. Best outcome: no microchip, no major diseases, is neutered, sexes female just 'cause; flea treatment, two weeks in the box to adjust to being inside and having discrete feeding times and to check for a URI, etc. Worst outcome: heartbreak, etc.; am I being forced to give her back to the bastards that declawed her, etc. There's nothing I can do about those fears, so I'm ignoring them.
Watching mediocre TV instead—Once Upon a Time. Early verdict: yay fairytales, some lovely characters (Snow White, yes; Rumpelstiltskin is growing on me), decent balance episodic/overarching; boo whitey white white suburban yaaaawn, and there's a lot of reliance of face recognition between the two settings and I've got none of that let me tell you.
While watching, making paper stars out of book pages, also known as fulfilling a longtime dream. The book is one I hated, and is way too acclaimed/popular for this copy to have any absolute value; I've had to elide a dozen sex scenes so far, so help me, but the stars look lovely. It's fantastic busywork, which is just what I need.
Imagine that with a lot more grace and much less brevity, and that's about what I wrote the first time.
