Alas, poor blog, the day after I posted the last entry, a friend had a crisis and life got in the way and before I knew it, it was January and I had half a notebook of half-assed ideas for posts, and a slumping sense of apathy.
Well. I'm still alive, and I'm still taking high doses of Prozac and basking in front of a light box whenever I can. My cats try to eclipse it, but it still seems to help.
Well. I'm still alive, and I'm still taking high doses of Prozac and basking in front of a light box whenever I can. My cats try to eclipse it, but it still seems to help.
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