puppy and kitty ~ma for beth and Shir.

Daniel, all kinds of ~ma to your mom.

Dallas and I have discussed this at length. We're going for "brief not-so-painful illness." She knows the rules.

Mickey knows the rule at our house. He's not allowed to die. That's just it.

Daniel, lots of peace and ~ma for your mom.

And yay, Shir. We do hold those moments close, don't we?

He licked my hands. He didn't do it the past two weeks, and he willingly do so now. My baby.

Aw, that is great Shir! Savor the moments.

ION- I feel like Cypher from The Matrix. Last nights call was my steak dinner. I know, the analogy doesn't quite fit, but right now brain is not firing on 100% rational/logical cylinders.

Gah, so much -ma for everyone that needs it, pets, people and jobs.

At least the job-ma is vibing for the thing(s) and not against it or despite it.

Darn you all, by the way--last night I had an oddly coherent dream in which the dog of my childhood was around and I was all "Awww, gosh, you're so cute. And OLD! You're...we got you when I was 11! You're 21! That's crazycakes! How are you still alive!" And then I woke up and remembered she's not. (Mind you, since I have trouble remembering how old I am when I'm awake, I'm shocked I did the MATH in my dream) Thankfully, it wasn't THAT upsetting, but STILL! Sad Bitches, it gets to ya!

(((Bitches)))

I'm relieved that it is finally sunny again today and my joints have mostly stopped trying to kill me.

I hurt all over. The red invasion is upon me, so all my joints are in rebellion and my hip joints are trying to tell themselves "you go to the other side of the room!" Plus my right shoulder is making noises like it wants to have surgery. I can't reach up and forward or across.

Rodents are gnawing on my spine. I should have brought that bottle of mead to work.

Kids just love jumping on beds: [link]

I mentioned this on LJ already but I'm a bit in shock because I found out that an old friend died in a car wreck. Of course, it sucks that I'm a bit hesitant to believe it due to Gus and all. But the message came from my friend's FB account and was signed by his wife so I assume it was legit.

As I was explaining on LJ, I of course feel awful for his wife and three children, ages 5-12. What a terrible loss. But I also feel bad for me - Rob was a big part of a lot of fun I had while living in Korea. Our lives had gone different ways. I hadn't seen him in 5 years despite the fact that he lives less than 30 miles from us.

But I'm sort of sad that we won't ever be able to sit around, drink beer, and talk about the good old days. We had a lot of fun - hanging out at illegal clubs in Seoul, traveling across Korea in my crappy car with no one who spoke the language, staying out all night, just to get up and drive half way across the country so a friend could run a half marathon while the rest of us were hungover, and so on. I'm a different person now - much more responsible and mature, but having Rob around was a connection to the fun of the old days and I'm sorry that's gone.