Hi there! I have been in kind of a daze lately of too much work and too little sleep, and spending most of my limited free time either gardening or reading smut. I've been feeling kind of "ehhh" about the innernet after the recent reminder that Stalky still lurks about the place, hence the lack of blogging, and had a few nights of nightmares that weren't about Stalky and were, in fact, highly ridiculous, but still extremely disturbing in the moment. Most notably one where I woke up one day to find the mummified corpse of Adolph Hitler smooshed between my mattress and box spring like a pressed flower in Nazi regalia. In that dream, convincing the authorities that I had the flat-Stanley Fuhrer in my house and to come and remove him was a challenge, and nobody else seemed nearly as exercised about the whole thing as I was. Other than that it's just the usual run-of-the-mill anxiety dreams that I have when something's eating at me, with a ridiculous twist here and there.
Things at work are kind of here and there. The Bastard has taken a leave of absence, which is nice, because it means I'm able to work in the more lucrative department I left to avoid him. Someone else is acting the fool though, which sucks. But hey, it's always SOMEthing in life, and at least my next paycheck will be less pitiful than the last one (we are SO BROKE at the moment).
I checked Bravo Hive and they died after all. I'm not having much luck in locating more bees at this late (bee-wise) date, and may have to be bee-less for a year.
I guess maybe I'm a little depressed at the moment, which is no fun, but it could always be worse, right? RIGHT.