Black Doggerel

Nightmares last night. Anxiety attack today. Bastard collie lunged at the leash in a tuggy attempt last night and nailed me in the leg instead. Hurts like fuck. My microwave has spontaneously dropped dead, my flat looks like it was attacked by evil space monkeys armed with soiled cat litter and rotting vegetables. I am not having a good day. Naamah Noisycat goes to the vet today for her pre-spay check-up, finally. I'll be so glad when that's done. I just wish I could stay home and go back to bed today.

Well. Been a while since that happened.

note to brain: stoppit stoppit stoppit fucking stoppit. it's actually essential that I leave the house sometimes.