kiya

I go to sleep listening to the rain and wake up and everything's searing white again.

There's a moth in the house and the cat who usually ignores moths is completely and noisily losing it.

I can't even begin to figure out how to formulate the rant I want to make about telephone trees and call-in stuff and all that nonsense. Three different financial thingies have annoyed me in three different ways today, which is a neat trick.

My throat hurts.

My period of actually having concentration and the capacity to work on a project was completely screwed up by computer glitchiness, making my choice to stay home this evening and be cranky and work rather than have dinner with the family kind of futile.

I'm pretty sure I have two appointments tomorrow, which gives me a massive case of the howling d'wannas.

I have made too many Important Phone Calls today. I want the universe to leave me alone.

The cat who shut off the ringer on the phone has turned it back on again. I do not know how either was accomplished, so every time the phone rings I jump half out of my skin.

Bunny, puppy.