OK - funk is over. I feel fine.
It's funny - in recovery, they teach you to never make decisions when you're hungry, exhausted, angry or generally not 100%. I think last night I was all three.
3.5 hours of sleep (and six powdered donuts) works wonders.
Still 696
Thanks, guys!
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I just saw mom's FB about Scrappy.
dammit.
I am quite sad.
Yeah. It was a really, really bad day. Instead of re-hashing the entire mess, I'll try my best to honor him and compose a proper obituary, hopefully on Monday.
He was the last of the real cats, man.
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