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[flea]

To unwind after a tense discussion of money & the future last night I read mr. flea the first chapter of Welcome to Temptaton. He laughed like a loon at the town council meeting. It was an inspired idea.

Have just mowed the front lawn. It's very humid, but better now than at 10 am.

Have been awake since 5:30. This is not good, but there's too much going on in my head.

Despite the occasional near-insanity from tiredness, I really like the nightttime nursing sessions with The Fussa. She is so long-bodied and pale and cool and soft skinned as she lies across my lap. It's the only time nursing her is truly soothing, as when she's properly awake it's like nursing a wayward highly distractable octopus sometimes.

mr. flea is snoring like a walrus - I can hear him over the AC and down the hall. What will he be like at 55?

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[dxmachina.livejournal.com]

You were mowing the lawn at six in the morning? In shotgun country? You are a brave woman...