Last night.
Last night wasn't any fun at all.
Today
scarlatti is working from home, so it was "camera night" last night.
Something went wrong in chat before I headed upstairs -- no idea what -- and for some reason the fact that she wasn't actually here was particularly, acutely, painfully distressing.
Not her fault. Nobody's fault. But I didn't get much sleep. And I don't think she will have done either.
38 days, if you're interested. I'm almost persuaded that keeping a count is a bad idea. Almost. But not quite.
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Today
scarlatti is working from home, so it was "camera night" last night.Something went wrong in chat before I headed upstairs -- no idea what -- and for some reason the fact that she wasn't actually here was particularly, acutely, painfully distressing.
Not her fault. Nobody's fault. But I didn't get much sleep. And I don't think she will have done either.
38 days, if you're interested. I'm almost persuaded that keeping a count is a bad idea. Almost. But not quite.
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