oh, y'know. Stuff.
asrana has been an angel and stopped the weekend from truly descending into 'so bad it's funny' territory. She has also given me a Duran Duran calendar - for next year, i.e. one that they've made and was actually in the shops with, presumably, the expectation of more than just us buying it, which is deeply shiny. This is good, and I feel much better than I did this morning, after a night of not really sleeping, mostly lying awake feeling incredibly useless and quite stunningly guilty even for me.Tired now, but no sleep for kittens. I need to wrap presents, which is really not that bad a thing, and so I am armed with wrapping paper (with kittens on) and tape (in holographic shiny colours) and this, which is against all probability my annual Christmas music of choice.
Paris tomorrow. Sigh. But I'll be back online tomorrow morning to say goodbye, of course.
Edit : My inbox is full of clouds and silver linings. It's a funny old world, isn't it?
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