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Moodcheck: Pretty damned bouncy, considering the hell that was yesterday. As has been the pattern since AnthroCon flipped my world catywompus and left me gaping, even the worst arguments with Megan can't do more than dent my spirits temporarily. [Blessings to You, my Lady.] Today's been a 'busy' day, but I've gotten a decent amount of errand running done in addition to back to back rheumatology and therapy appointments.

( Yesterday stuff... kinda nasty... )

Mistress, I'm sorry I worried You. I'm much better, now... and will do my best to see to it that it doesn't happen again.

Brian and Jennifer, I'm sorry I wasn't about yesterday. I ... was -not- in any frame of mind to try working on character construction. I'm going to try to work on it a bit tonight.

I -am- doing much better now. I may never know what's triggering Megan... to be completely honest, I no longer really -want- to know. I want to get this place cleaned up, and discharge the last of my obligations to her, and get the heck away before she (as I now believe she will) self destructs. I've done my damnedest to pass on what life lessons I could; my energies are no longer limitless and I can ill afford pouring what I have left into a bottomless chasm. I've things that need doing, people that need my love and support, and far far more important places to be.

That sounds very cold, but it's what I've been pushed to. If that outlook, now revealed, distresses any of you... well, I'm really sorry, but tough nuts. This is no longer a 'game'... it's become a matter of survival. And that, as they say, is that. :p

Now that that's done... :P I've MUSIC! Wooohoo! :) Lyrics for my metal-impaired family:
( Music to my ears... [cut tagged for length and lyrical profanity] )

And a lemming!

*giggle*