Okay, Penelope went missing yesterday and hasn't returned. I fear she's been taken in and won't be given back. Then the cat pooped on the bed. And, not for nothing, but the memory of my dad's death isn't exactly a perk-inducer, even if I don't want it to be a bid melodramatic "thing" anymore.
So just now I'm looking at my stupidly flawed stats and this is one of today's strings: diane majors obituary.
GOOD LORD. Like things aren't depressing enough??
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