CALM THE FUCK DOWN.
Maybe you can get a two for one deal. Your cat gets his ass fixed and you get Ativan.
James, describing an ideal resolution to recent problems.
I’m going to put this below the cut. I’m just venting, and usually I hate when people say things like this because I’m like oh shut up you’re putting it on the internet you WANT people to read it, but there’s really not much interesting here to read. I’m about half way through the book and I don’t want to know your opinions on anything because they will be like spoilers (which I’ve encountered a few of here this morning on my dash and, well, we’ll get to that…) so I’m really just talking into the ether.
Words of sympathy, however, are encouraged.
I shall be sore tomorrow. Now I’m going to learn “I Fall To Pieces” on ukulele to further ward off this days-old pending heart attack.