Gasp!

Wow, I'm here again! And it's still June!

Seriously, I'm too tired to write much now, but I just thought I'd pop in and say hi. I finally read the Times Magazine cover article by/about Emily Gould and I realized that, while I can't say that I identify with her, I do understand her. . . a little. There's this need to talk about oneself, have a conversation with a blog. Even though I know there's only maybe one person reading this besides myself (and I'm not even sure about her). Because, believe me, even as little as I blog here, I'm still doing more writing for this than almost anything else.

Other, that is, than my website, which is still not ready, but I think we're making progress. I suppose I'll link to it when I'm done. Maybe.

Anyway, I have to medicate the cat in a little while. Talk about a rollercoaster! Turns out I was overdosing him on pain meds, so he was at what seemed like death's door--and perhaps he was. I'm sure there's more to come with him, but I am a lot more hopeful than I was, say, 36 hours ago. At least I've stopped crying.

I'll be back.