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Brief updates from Sparrowland.

My job is a horrible hell of sucky suckitude and I loathe it with every fiber of my being. This is not so much an update as much as a continual state of existence, however I got royally shafted today, again, so I'm extra pissed off.

My kitty, my lovely huntress, went missing this morning and I don't think she's coming back. Seeing as she doesn't actually like me and all. Still, I have hope. I left the window open for her (after locking the other cat in the bedroom.)

I am ficcing again. Hilariously enough, what prompted me to get off my ass and write instead of just being lazy and playing video games was all the BS. (I'd link the third post, but I'm just now heading off to read it-- maybe it'll be better, who knows?)

Irony*, it is a tasty nom.


That is all for now, except DEAR FLIST: I READ YOU ALL EVERY DAY AND I LOVE YOU ALL AND I AM SORRY FOR NOT COMMENTING, LIKE, EVER. I suck I know.

*It may not actually be irony, my grasp on the concept is about as solid as Alanis Morriset's. I'm more a "pratfalls and sarcasm" girl.

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MY KITTY IS BACK