And then, there's a bearded fetus.

I'm having a sad panda couple of days, missing my baby. I know that there's only two more sleeps until she's home, but it seems like a long time right now.

The cat has spent the last two days practically climbing up my ass. He knows that I'm having a rough patch. I just don't have anything I want to do right now. I could/should be writing, but nothing's coming out. Nothing. I sit and stare at the page and go...durrr...

Right now, I'm sitting at work, waiting for the morning to start. I have approximately 1 hr until my trainee arrives, and I should be figuring out what to do with her. *shrug*

Ah well.