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My fourth was good. I made kebabs for the McGurk's BBQ and spent much of the afternoon prepping and assembling those, then the later half of the evening over at their place with the usual suspects, eating too much, sharing gossip, chatting up folk I hadn't seen in a bit, and just enjoying the evening. Also the kebabs turned out tasty as hell. I don't know if I'll be properly inspired to ever do them again, cause they were messy and a royal pain to assemble, but they were delicious, so who knows.

Some jackass decided to set off rockets near our house last night though. Um. I've got no objection to fireworks in general, just have some sense about them, and my apartment complex has a huge ass potato field right behind it, FFS. Seeing as the townhouses are wood and there's a dead ass tree very close to where the fireworks got set off... yeah, I was a little less than happy.

Kitties are calming down a bit. Ash had a massive hairball yesterday morning (that was fun to wake up to) and seems to be breathing better. I dropped the ball on confirming his vet appointment so I'll have to grab an early next week appointment. This works out, I wanted to find a vet closer to home anyway.

My mood slid hard at the end of the party yesterday and hasn't recovered, though a surprise deliriumdeva and subsequent ice cream did lift my spirits a little. Nothing huge really is wrong, just work stuff and general AAAAAAGH FUCK MY LIFE problems. They'll pass. Also it's hot and heat depresses me. That, well, it's summer. It'll eventually pass too.