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qosI'm tired tonight.
The drama (much of it my own damn fault for allowing it to be drama) I spluttered through today has been going on for several days, and even though I'm now over it, it's drained me.
I'm tired, and I want to put on my pj's and curl up with someone on the couch, eat red meat and biscuits, and watch an undemanding movie. That's not going to happen. At least, not the "curl up with someone" part.
I'd been planning to make some substantive posts both here and on![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
feral_holiness, but I don't think that's going to happen either. Not tonight.
Instead, I'm going to cook biscuits, pan grill a steak, pour a bit of vodka in my Diet Coke, and curl up with A Companion to Wolves and hope it's magical and engaging.
The drama (much of it my own damn fault for allowing it to be drama) I spluttered through today has been going on for several days, and even though I'm now over it, it's drained me.
I'm tired, and I want to put on my pj's and curl up with someone on the couch, eat red meat and biscuits, and watch an undemanding movie. That's not going to happen. At least, not the "curl up with someone" part.
I'd been planning to make some substantive posts both here and on
feral_holiness, but I don't think that's going to happen either. Not tonight. Instead, I'm going to cook biscuits, pan grill a steak, pour a bit of vodka in my Diet Coke, and curl up with A Companion to Wolves and hope it's magical and engaging.
