*sigh*

I can't believe I'm still not over this. It's been done for months now. It shouldn't still hurt this much, not after all this time.

I don't even want to think about the other side of this equation.

In other news

Had lunch with firewillow which was super super fun. She came to the apartment to meet the newest FFE, who fawned all over her with complete lack of dignity and self-respect, which was all good.

All three FFEs made total sluts of themselves, and we gorged on paté and baguette and salad and strawberries and carrots and tomatoes and tzatziki. 'Twas a very delicious lunch, if I do say so myself.

I drove her back to work and hied myself over to the hairdresser where I got a good deal of hair removed in preparation for summer. I'm not used to having so little hair, so I guess I'll have a bit of acclimatisation to do. The cats have not hissed or growled at me, and I got the Maternal Unit Seal of Approval, so I guess it's good.

Off to bed now, having ranted in the journal of one of my poor friends who probably really didn't need me throwing a minor tantrum in his comments section. Oh well, I hope he'll forgive me. :) Post just hit a nerve (dammit, where's the Novocaine when you need it?) and I just couldn't leave well enough alone, oh no. Not me. Nope. Gotta pick at that scar to make sure it never heals properly, that's the name of the game. :P

Feh.

I'm going to bed now.