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[hathycol]

Money worries. Work worries. Health worries because I'm still stupidly congested (you do not want to know what I can't cough up. Forty a day habit it sounds like) and my ankle is actually really sore. I feel very lonely tonight as the house is quiet and third-wheely with Sarah and Derya. It's cold and I'm cold.

I'm in my pajamas and have decided the best option is to just curl up for the night with some really chilled music on and not worry about everything I should be doing with my spare time.

Bah. Yesterday was so damned good, too.