Highly illogical.

[bladespark]

This week feels like it's been one big long disaster. Not getting a cat, having to jump through ridiculous hoops for the cat, messing up lunch yesterday (it was a true cullinary catastrophe,) not getting half of what I wanted to do sewn.

Bleah.

And the stupid thing is that all of those were tiny, minor things, I have no real reason to be down at all. Overall things have been just fine this week. I got a ruby old warrior dragon, I made it home from Utah with no incidents, I've finished a head and some paws and several sets of ears and tails, and finally got a workable pants pattern. (Heck, I invented one myself, as I couldn't find one that suited me! That should count for something.) But it still feels like the week has thus far been a total wash.

Maybe tomorrow, when I (hopefully!) have a cat, things will be better.

If I don't have a cat tomorrow, I'm going to have to murder somebody. Preferrably messily.

Comments

[graydown.livejournal.com]

Little things like that can add up. I hope you start feeling better soon. Also, let it be known that I call "not it" for being murdered messily.

[scribe-of-stars.livejournal.com]

*Puts his index finger to his nose against being murdered.*

Hopefully they can sort out that stupid apartment-complex bureaucracy by tomorrow so you can get your cat. Apart from that, may a string of tiny, minor good things befall you.