Aieeeargh.

Not -another- day like this. Not -another- night like this.

Juggler's being flaky lately. Chris is being emotionally tumultuous (though not too badly, in the end) and busy and my rats can't climb because they've had surgery, so snuggling is limited. I want someone to hang out on my bed with and read while the rats climb on us, dammit. I want laid-back time with someone else. I want to get my shelves up.

Instead, grr! I'm gonna end up being up too late tonight, which means cranky tomorrow, which means...
Bah. Enough whining. I do want someone to curl up and read with in the next day or two, though, preferably someone who doesn't mind rats. Any takers? :(

Grmph

I'm sucky at doing the friends thing. This is probably because I tend to make my friends into relationship-lite -- sort of a part-time relationship without the sex or weekly commitment. I'm ridiculously tired right now. How does the Juggler figure an hour and forty-five minutes is 'a little later than usual'? I miss my boyo rats. I want my computer set up at home. I want to be at home, in my bed, reading the third Malazan Book of the Fallen. Can anyone lend it to me?