Rick is in town.

I'm happy.

Although I do feel like I'm coming down with a cold.

Rynn

Today, at about 5:30am, as I was leaving my humble abode, I saw a shadow on a white picked fence of the house down the block. It was of something with four legs running. I realised that I was seeing something running through the headlights of a car. I thought, "Oh, crap, a dog. Should I go back inside for a few minutes?" Then I decided no, if I did that I might be late for BART.

It is at about this point that I see the first deer.

Yes, I said, deer.

There were three in all, a mom and two babies. When they saw me they left the sidewalk and disappeared with a series of loud cracking branches through someone's yard.

Needless to say, I was jumpy during my walk to BART. I actually made it to the station five minutes earlier and caught an earlier train.

I had been gaging my day by how many kitties I saw and got to pet on my way down the hill. ("I had a two kitty morning, I had my regular kitty and a bonus kitty.") Today, I had a three deer day.

I'm feeling much better than I did when I last posted.I called my doctor and am now taking twice the amount of happy drugs than I had been and that's helping a lot. But mostly it's because I broke down and talked to the person in whom I so disappointed in. It turns out that the stab in the back was from an unseen third party. Someone whose business had no place in my friendship with A. I'm glad that I talked it out with him. I almost let the back stabbers win. I must remember to trust my intution not what someone says.

Fuck the back stabbers with the butting in noses, fuck them raw.

But not in a good way.