I want to rend something limb from limb.

[ailbhe]

I'm just having a peeculeearr day. I've had 'flu, which is awkward, and I've been doing some careful negotiation with someone whose English is very, very bad (though better than my grasp of zir native tongue), who wants me to help publish zir writing on a website I maintain, and who won't let me edit for clarity.

Oh, also I've signed on again, which means that I still get my jobseekers allowance, but also that I still don't have a job. Nobody wants me! Which sucks, because I'm not the least intelligent, versatile, and competent bear in the woods.

And my cat can make smells like no other.

And I'm tired, dammit, and I have lost my appetite but I'm hungry.

I just have this feeling that ripping something warm and living limb from limb from torso from spinal column would be very satisfying. I'll probably go beat up a pillow instead.

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[hopeforyou.livejournal.com]

Sounds like you and I need to go to the Big Bed and beat up pillows together. *hugs* Sorry we are both in this boat together, buckets on hand and bailing on occasion. Time to find appropriate patch kit, but what?

[ailbhe]

Dunno. I'm collecting Christmas carols to make a songbook for my First Christmas in my new house. Of course, it also includes "Tempus est iocundum" and part of Faure's Requiem, but...