• He’s home. After 7 days of running around the neighborhood, we got the call. He’s skinnier, whiney, and smells funny, but my cat is home. Surprisingly, Voodoo is not happy. He keeps hissing at Valentine. I wish I spoke cat.
  • After 7 days of sleeping in the living room because I was so congested and snoring, feeling achey, running a fever, sneezing so hard it made my eyeballs hurt, I am finally feeling better. I’ve spent this time on the couch, in a fetal position. That means I am way behind on my work for school, but…..shit people. Be glad you didn’t feel like I did.
  • I went to bed @ 8 the other night, just so you get an idea.
  • Work did not go well today. I will go into that later, with a password.
  • Now, it’s time to play ketchup.

And thanks to all of you who sent happy vibes, text messages, prayers, and asked for advice. It may not have seemed like it…but it means a lot.