Timely, this, for I've not slept in many nights, and tired I am. When one shares one's bed with another the insomnia is doubly stressful, for not only does one fret about not falling asleep, one also frets about keeping the other awake. Oh, I am weary, and since seven this morning a steady stream of contractors has marched up and down my stairs, and all last night I thought with relish how I'd like to blow this house to smithereens.So that's how you can spend your wakeful nocturnal hours: taking a sledgehammer to these hateful, hated walls.
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This picture makes me so, so sad. Sending you a hug, and a giant pint of Guinness.
Exactly what Shari said.
well, to be fair, this was taken in june.
Take the Guinness anyway, though.
Feel better, house, and feel better, Kat.
Seriously. Take ALL the Guinness.
Did that all happen after I left for Court?
And by "that" I mean time travel.
It'll be worth it. Or, judging by the time travel of the picture based on your comment, it probably was worth it.
Of course, you can still drink the Guinness, which is good for you.
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