It's not his fault, but Heber died at a particularly terrible time. I don't JUST mean during my hardest final, so that all my concentration was on him and pretty much NONE was on the d**n test. I mean it is the end of school so I have hours of free time. I should focus on work or start quilling again because, my therapist today was right, I get a LOT sadder when I am not busy. And I miss Heber so much I physically ache sometimes. I don't want to go tomorrow to the
All Things Animal Fair. But I feel like I have to, not because I owe it to HerMajesty, my teacher who I got to lovingly chat with today, but because I owe it to sugar gliders. If somebody comes to the fair that needs info on gliders, needs to know their diet, etc, I owe it to those gliders. But it's going to be really hard.
Today's been pretty much a waste. I had a meeting with my Dean... and HerMajesty. I had therapy. But then I watched hours and hours of
Burn Notice
, looked at hundreds of
LOLCats, posted a little on
Gaia, ate cardboard pizza and cold cereal, basically did little to nothing.
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