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I went to bed grumpy.
I dreamt Mum grew a beard - like 40 cat whiskers growing from her chin, thick and about 3inches long, sticking out instead of down. We all had to pretend they weren't there.
I dreamt she'd buried a body in the rockery and now a neighbour was revamping the rockery and was gonna find it - I was stood at a window watching her lift rock after rock, just waiting for the body to be found
I dreamt of having endless arguments with my brother
(the one who, ah well, the one we don't see anymore, but we were back at home, him 20ish, me 15ish, and arguing like crazy.)

Needless to say, I have woken up grumpy.

Oh hapless offenders, be warned, no shit from you today...

(no subject)

If I should have commented on you today but I haven't, please don't take it personally.

My words haven't really been working today - I've had the right sorts of thoughts, but can't be putting them down.

Certainly not in any meaningful way that might actually resemble communication.

Or you know, interaction.

Normal service will (hopefully) shortly be resumed.