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I feel like I'm drowning in what is probably shallow water. When I got home today, I literally sat down on the rug and hung out with my cat for an hour. This was for him, because I hadn't been planning on being gone for 14 hours when I left for work this morning, as much as it was for me, because that was the lowest-exertion thing I could think of.

Unrelated - am I the only one who's unable to plug in their cell phone charger without thinking of that Sherlock scene? Every night, seriously.

Also, way to switch subjects in that sentence, self. I tried to fix it without writing a whole new thing, but my brain is *thud*.