I missed the following birthdays and feel bad about it:
dendritejungle and
kimera. HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY.
Today's birthdays are:
featherweight and
itsaslashything. HAPPY BIRTHDAY.
Yesterday would have been my aunt's birthday. Possibly this explains why I felt like such a bereft stupid freak last night. Hm.
Today my probation is over-ish. One restriction carries over for another six months, because personal growth is a process. The others are gone! I just have to not get drunk with freedom. Or something.
Lastly, I retrieved the eight files I was writing "Dallas" in lo, these many years past, and did some fiddling with it, and am very happy because it is still really good, but also crushingly depressed because I realized that I only have the first half of a story (I'm trying to learn from consistently receiving feedback that tells me my "endings" are abrupt, random, and anti-climactic). And it's forty-fucking-five pages! Christ on a cracker, Casey.
I don't know what to do about this.
Bye.