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smonster, thanks. And where on earth did you get that crazy idea I won't snuggle with Buffistas? Pfft!

First, I just want to say one thing: all in all, I'm fine. I really am. It's just the rain of shit continues, and I need to be there in person to experience it, apparently: The move the the settlement. My university pulling a hell lot of bureaucratic shit at the final straight, and I don't think I'll be able to fix all in time (Oh, and I'm starting my second year on Sunday.) I also got my period today, so I'm a little sore but still have tranzillion boxes to pack despite of it, packed all of my CDs (so really, this computer is all I got left to keep me entertained during everything), and trying to get used to live with my parents, who are occasionally driving me crazy. Both of our TVs stopped working few hours ago all of the sudden, and I just found it few minutes ago, trying to catch Futurama and have my break (and that actually got me started crying. That was the last straw, you know?). We also had to leave some of my stuff in my old apartment, including most of my wonderful books (ouch #1) and some of my clothing (ouch#2 - so now I'm trying to pack enough clothing for my staying at my great aunt's place next week.) That's just the past 4 days or so.

And I'm just waiting for my life to get some balance, regain routine again. I want to be in the position where I can start try to shape something from all of the mess, emotional and physical, that's around me. Get some sense of controlling again, dammit. All in all, I'm really fine - I get this will be over at some point. But every time every another little thing gets screwed I break into crying. I gave up most of the fighting since there's too much, but I can't handle so many things out of line.

Really, I'm fine (aside the bursts of tears because seriously, I had enough). I'm just waiting for the routine to come back again. I'm great with routines.

((((Shir))))

smonster, thanks. And where on earth did you get that crazy idea I won't snuggle with Buffistas? Pfft!

Well, you know, I like to be respectful of boundary issues and couldn't remember where you fell on that continuum. Since you are okay with it... ::tacklesnuggles::

It's fine if you're fine, and it's fine if you're not fine. You have every right to feel discombobulated and peevish, and to express those feelings. We are here for listening and virtual snuggles and funny links and whatever else.

On a shallower note, I think I found my pencil skirt. [link] I just wish it was a "Buy it now."

I need to start follkowing Simon Pegg.

I'm sorry, Shir. I'd be bursting into tears, too. I hope the rain of shit lets up for you soon.

Nice skirt, smonster. Speaking of "buy it now," I just ordered a livingroom chair. [link]

I'm not sure when I became a person who liked paisley, but there it is. It must be part of my slow slide toward Edwardian design aesthetics. I do know I've loved nail head trim on club chairs forever, and it's nice that they had this a) in a recliner and b) at about 50% off. My loveseat got rehomed with amyth, because it was too large to fit in my apartment along with the World's Comfiest Couch. But a chair should fill that space just right.

I just ordered a livingroom chair. [link]

Oh, that looks *heavenly.* Perfect for a book and a cuppa on a rainy day. Let me know if you need help breaking it in.

Miracle of miracles, my roommate's cat Nikolai appears to have befriended my Xusa! Roomie has been slowly introducing him in supervised settings and the cats are pretty well integrated now. Bella is still very stand-offish, but apparently Xusa went into L's room last night and greeted Nikolai nose-to-nose, no hissing or violence involved. My bitch of a cat made a friend! My mind, it is boggled.

You know how smell has like, the greatest power of recall or something? Well one of our board members just came in smelling exactly of my junior year boyfriend and I swear my first instinct was to grab him and kiss the beejebees out of him.

Well one of our board members just came in smelling exactly of my junior year boyfriend and I swear my first instinct was to grab him and kiss the beejebees out of him.

*ahem*

Skipping and skimming RIGHT HERE!

I'm more curious as to how he got your junior year boyfriend all over himself.