At least I got my hair washed. Yay. As for the downside...
Adapting got rejected. Centrelink is shut on the weekends. And Pippi got out into the front room and decided to be a snugglebug all over my freshly-washed hair. It was wound up in alligator clips, but still...
Of all the nonsense, the cat thing is the least irritating.
...just now found out I accidentally missed MeMum's proof of life emails twice. Fuck My Life.
I don't even know how that happened. My compy was allegedly working. I did check as I recall, before I settled down to produce the offerings.
I am at extreme lo batt despite being irrevocably awake. And it feels like everything is my fault despite the fact that I am making some variety of progress.
I'm moderately on top of the meatspace shit. It's the emotional shit that is draining the fuck outta me.
Let's get on with the stuff I can do.