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I am finally, at long last, completely moved in to my new apartment, including being hooked up tech-wise (which was a huge pain in the azz, but it's finally done).
I'm a nervous wreck because I have to take one of my cats to the vet tomorrow. She's 11 and has some symptoms that concern me.
Wildfires up north. God help us.
As a result of the exhaustion, extreme anxiety, and all sorts of fears I'm feeling rather depressed. Here I am, in a new, nice apartment and I feel like my nerves are shot to hell, I feel like I'm coming apart, and all I want to do is sleep. It's just oh, SO much fun having a brain that is improperly wired.
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