I slept hard,like a rock...

I had very unhappy dreams, full of anxiety and fear, but I slept really deeply.

*Mutters and erases several things I could hve written*

I'm still pretty messed up about Wellstone's death.

To give it it's credit, the Happy bath goop did help some. Aromatherapy is a wondeful thing. Now maybe I should go and buy a bucketfull of that stuff.
It's all I can do not to shove it up my nose and snort it, since otherwise this morning I appear to be in a MOOD. Keep the kids and pets away, I'm trying to keep the fangs away from limbs and whatnot...

I could just have a nap. naps are what Saturdays are for, really. And tonight I'm going to the Horses show with friends, so I'll need to be well-rested, right? Do you know how attractive feather mattresses are? Do ya? Observe!!!

*Jumps into middle of newly fluffed feather bed*
*immediately falls asleep*

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