My stomach's in knots; all twisted and nauseous. There's a full moon outside this window as I type this. The sky is just starting to get lighter as the moon, now the colour of gold, is sinking westward. And for once, the Gardiner is moving along quite nicely.
If the surgery gets put off again, I will go mad.
If the surgery gets put off again, I will go mad.
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Date: 2005-06-22 11:17 am (UTC)good luck today
Date: 2005-06-22 01:33 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-06-22 01:37 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-06-22 05:30 pm (UTC)The cats are thinking good thoughts, too. Well, inasmuch as they actually think. Which, to be truthful, isn't much. If at all. And if they, do, it's usually "GOOSHEYFOOD."
So, I send the cats' thoughts of goosheyfood at you. I guess.
Well, I'm a great big help, aren't I?