I missed a goal. A personal goal, but an important one. I thought I had more time than I did, and now I have a week to clean up the mess that I've made.
Sorry, it's taking up all of my thought budget.
Last night I dreamt that I had to kill someone by pulling his head off. He was a completely sociopathic serial killer. It was still disturbing.
At least I had a dream.
Stoopikitty got a lot of petting last night. He was one very contented kitty, until I fell asleep, then he kept trying to wake me up for more petting. Stooopikitty.