feel like I'm dying from mining for gold

[hawkwing_lb]

Last night I dreamed the cat had been bitten by a venomous spider, and I had to find the anti-venom before he died. But to find the anti-venom I had to find the spider, which (after I found it) started to eat the cat.

Then it bit me. And then I woke up.

Yep, I knows me an anxiety dream when I sees one.

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I'm probably going to be somewhat less in evidence on these internets in the short-to-medium-term future. I've just headed back into proper fitness training, and I've ambitions to train in karate again, so I think I'm going to be a little bit busy.

Considering essay hill is still quite the slope.

(But I gymmed tonight, and for the first time in a long time there was an eleven-minute mile - my fastest ever is something like seven and a half - so this is me, stiff but happy.)

Now I'm going to go and watch some bad television (Robin Hood) that won't take up too much brain. And then there will be glorious sleep.