A rough night all around at … you know, I don’t think we’ve ever named this house. We should fix that. I suppose I could co-opt the name from the Centreville apartment, but that would 1) fail to make the distinction between separate locations, and 2) be rude, since it’s G’s house and all. Worth some thought.
Anyway, yeah. A rough night for me, and for G. And even (kind of) for the cats, as the humans kept getting up and down and thrashing around, all of which required investigation. I am incredibly tired, and yet unable to fall back asleep. So, instead, I shall whine to you, dear Internets. Aren’t you the lucky ones?
(Also, why the hell has my WordPress → LiveJournal plugin stopped working? Damnit.)
