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Hows 'bout it.
Various things have combined to make this month feel about ten years long, includign the long-dreaded DSS assessment that friends round here will know was scaring me shitless (got through it by being obviously unable to cope with real life. It's the result I want, buuuuut no-one likes having to admit that kind of thing) Most of it's sorted and cleared up, so now my body is gently letting me know that i've been running on nerves and nicotine for far too long by collapsing. Illness is shite and boring.
And while the craziness was all pretty much horrible and is now gradually fading it's left me feeling really blaaaaaah, just blank and nothing and vacant, and generally in some icky-don't-give-a-shit-about-anything-limbo-land... just wrung out, physically, emotionally, whatever (brain packed up months ago...)
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