Reload?

[lnr]

It's no use hitting reload at my inbox every five minutes, people aren't suddenly going to mail me and tell me they're all happy and stuff. Reached the end of my to-do list of housework now, having cleaned the kitchen floor and just about every other bit of the kitchen I could see (I can't see inside the cooker right? right). Last load of washing is on. Nothing to do now but geek and read and maybe persuade rjk into a game of scrabble later.

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[j4.livejournal.com]

people aren't going to mail me

Sorry. :-( Have run out of things to say to anybody except "it still hurts". And run out of energy for that already, though I suspect I'll have to carry on saying it for a lot longer yet. Thank you again for offers of company but I think I just want to hide under a rock for a bit to be honest. Sorry.

*hugs*

[lnr]

*hugs* s'ok, I don't expect you to mail me, wasn't meant as a complaint. Just the usual Sunday afternoon everything quiet thing really and wishing there was more I could do for anyone.

*hugs lots and lots* I understand about rocks.

[marnameow.livejournal.com]

I'm not going to mail you and tell you I'm all happy, us I'm not *all* happy and if I were I would be dancing in the streets.

But I can comment and say that I am party-plotting while my kitties sleep, that I am mostly happy, that my sheep-love is upstairs asleep and ill, and that my house is a *mess*!