Another "life hates me" day - I've strained something just above my left hip, and can't bend down or fully straighten up without nasty twinges.
So I'm shuffling about, staring at the ground, with a walking stick for support. And being bad company to anyone foolish enough to be in the vicinity - well, except Loki (the moggy, as in
cat_and_loki, not the goth) who's been fluffy and cute enough to get away with it.
So I'm shuffling about, staring at the ground, with a walking stick for support. And being bad company to anyone foolish enough to be in the vicinity - well, except Loki (the moggy, as in
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