Great, stopped the cat from eating flesh and zombified Erin... My bad.

Seriously. And kids means you can't ever just walk away.

Well, you can, but its pretty much the ultimate dick move.

Seriously. And kids means you can't ever just walk away.

Oh. Yes. Yes, you can. My mother did.

Turns out, for better or worse, family are just people that you know. What happens next is all about choice.

Okay, yes, you can. Clearly. And it happens a lot.

But I am generally hopeful that if you are posting here, it'd take an awful fucking lot for it to happen. I expect more from Buffistas.

I just got the cats stoned. Puppycat was crying at the cabinets again and I just really needed her to shut up.

I'm with you Cass...my view is a much more global kind of thing, at the same time it is very personal to me.

I feel compelled to add that none of the choices my, admittedly extreme, family made ended up being the end of the world. In fact, quite the opposite. Nothing I would wish on anyone, but proof that one can be much better than okay, regardless of the unfortunate choices of those around them.

Honestly, I don't know that I would have been better off if my mother had stayed in my life. Which, under the circumstances, I know seems weird to think, but there you have it.

bonny, you are definitely better than just ok. You are a beautiful, amazing woman that I feel privileged to know.

But yeah, just walking when there are kids involved is. Not. Cool.

Teppy, I hope your finger heals quickly. I also hope you find the behavioral solution to the over-excitement.

I support getting cats stoned. Both of my cats are currently strung out on muscle relaxers (only Mal was supposed to get one...but Nico got greedy and stole the first pill-pocket enclosed dose.) I am witholding nip as that seems.....excessive. Nico is snoring next to me and allowed me to pet him, so that's a good night here.

BWAH! Nico is totally the cat to steal a pill pocket! "Is maybe foods? I EATS IT!"

I realized after the nip took effect that it was time to dose Kittenish with her meds and the heart med in her cocktail makes her kinda relaxed too.

Not the cat I needed flopped, but she's sweet.

Erin, sorry about craxy-ex. She sounds like a nightmare to deal with.

Erin-o, you just make me chortle. I could totally see Nico stealing food and getting accidentally stoned.

D and took the night off. We went to Disneyland and played and feel a bit better. I may regret it when the alarm goes off, but not too much.

I know it's a generic, people, but there ARE differences.

Ugh - very true. The NHS has a new policy of prescribing generics wherever they're available. I have to remind my doctor *every time* that EDS means I have funny reactions to medication, and that the non-generic is the one that doesn't make me sleep all day, every day. There've been a few arguments about it, because there shouldn't be a difference. But there is.

Good mediation~ma, Erin.

I think the lesson here is that divorce makes you do the wacky.

Completely. My lovely, loving parents became total monsters for quite a while during theirs. My sister and I still aren't happy about this, despite their having returned to being lovely people again in the last couple of years. (They both now have new partners, which seems to be helping with that.)

Off to the British Library to read books that no one else has in stock. I love living near that place!