It's about time I posted, work has been INSANE and I've been feeling a bit uncreative the last few days on account of all my time bing taken up with real life.

DRAMA! Well, a couple of weeks ago I got invited to a union party/militant fundraiser which was a BAD idea, because my memory kinda starts to get hazy. For starters, as soon as I saw the no-name keg beer and the cleanskin bum wine in plastic cups, I knew it was going to get bad.

I do remember ending up at a strip club in the notorious King Street district with the guys, some stripper who I paid $50 to leave me alone, and kept having Cape Cod cocktails pushed under my nose (that's a vodka cranberry, if anyone is interested) for a solid hour, I was maggoted by the end of it, and it wasn't even midnight.

Luckily Big V usd to be a taxi-driver, and I have this vague recollection of him putting me in a cab and invoking the taxi-driver brotherhood to get me home. $150 fare, damn. Mr Abyssal wouldn't let me get into bed until I'd had a shower.

I didn't get out of bed for two days.

Since then, my cat has had to have an operation. She's had a cataract in one eye for a couple of months, then last week she came in all depressed with the eye shut and weepy. I took her to the vet - the lens had become detatched and she's had to lose the eye.

So on Friday, she had her eye taken oout and spent 2 sad days with a plastic collar on. I took it off this morning (Sunday) so she could clean herself - she's very good with stitches and hasn't tried to scratch or worry at her incision, so I might leave it off for now.

That's it! Hopefully I'll get back into writing and fandom a bit more, but work isn't giving me any spare time, sigh.