Greatest gratitude to Koshchei the Deathless for lazy Mondays nights.
After the punishment of this weekend (roughly 48 hours spent drunk[ish]), I need it.
Right foot still smarts; I recommend not letting a horse step on yer feetsies.

Also, completely out of left field I had the worst nightmare I've ever had last night. At first, I was living with a couple of friends (don't know specifics) in a small apartment witha large black family. Oddly enough, that seemed perfectly normal, and there was even this weird romantic subplot with one neighbor girl flirting with gangbanging & violence, until I just walk up to her, grab her gun out of her hand, and say something ever so 'disarming' (I never can recall quotes from dreams). And then I get a phone call, something mumbled about my mom being dead.
Now, that's creepy enough, because I believed it within the dream...but that was so freaky that I woke up within the dream, so I ended up believing I'd dreamed her death only to have it come true, the same moment even that I dreamed it. And...well, it was bad, anyway. Spooky as hell.

I probably shouldn't even be updating right now. I'm so not awake today.
Think I finally sobered up completely about an hour ago. Electrolytes, liquids in harmony once more. And with the Mollster's 21st birthday coming soon...

And then there's everything else. But I don't do full disclosure, even at the best of times.
G'night, sg land.