Ugh, I hate how fighting with my mother can tense me up for hours.

I have a cat on my chest which is making me detense enough that my jaw no longer hurts but. Mrh.

The urge to go back to writing angsty 3SF fic to make myself feel better is strong but. Sigh. Work.

Aaaaand the cat knocked dinner off the counter and now mom is utterly losing it and ranting about how terrible things are. Again.

All I've eaten today is half a sleeve of crackers and I still have to go sit next to her and do another two hours of work. Fuck me I'm so done with this week.