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HAPPY BIRTHDAY BELLARISA!!!!!! *spidey dance*

Home today... work has simmered down to a dull roar and I'm still feeling spoon deficient. Plan to spend today doing some cleaning around the apartment, whatever work that needs doing and a bit of NaNo writing, and if I feel up to it, gym tonight. I haven't been in like a week and a half; I feel like such a tubby slug.

Jehovah's Witnesses amuse me. I grew up in Brooklyn, okay, you breathe in fumes from all the printer ink leaking out of the Watchtower warehouses when you cross the Manhattan Bridge, no thank you, I've had enough Awake! for a lifetime. Now if they were the people peddling Chick tracts, we'd talk, I LOVE those things. They're so goddamn ridiculous. Pun sort of intended.

My mood is still baseline bad this morning, though not being stuck at the office, an errand in the fresh and lovely autumn morning, and waking up to being aggressively snuggled are definitely helpful. Here's hoping coffee will take care of the rest of it plus the proto-headache trying to squeeze i's way into my brainmeat by way of my sinuses and that today will end up reasonably productive.