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If my debit card would turn up sometime really soon, that'd be great. Not stolen by anyone other than the Widge, I mean.

Stress.


STRESS.

I made it through Valentine's without a snippy little attack and then about fifteen minutes after six am this morning? Snapped like, uh, something snappy?

*twitches* I think I need a punching bag. A real one. Maybe one day.

Cold now. Very cold.