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Woke up before my alarm, but couldn't get out of bed until I forced myself. I trained on Eservice, which is nowhere near as complicated as I thought it was. Actually, Lindsay, the girl who trained me, is going to try my system. In another career, I'd have been an efficiency expert, except that's usually trying to get rid of people. Funny or cute pics are traditionally sent with the eservice notice, so I sent around the pokemons lolcats, and 10 min later Sonya comes into my office to talk about Pokemon Go. She hadn't seen the email, she just thought I'd know about it. We had our quarterly meeting, which I was no use for, and couldn't even stay focused long enough to figure out what we were supposed to be doing. Really, I was in a haze for most of the day. Understandable, I think.

Stopped at the gym on the way home, because there's no sense getting fat, and endorphins, and I don't know, but I went. It was packed, which I didn't think about until my friend came up and pointed out all these guys were doing last minute Pride workouts. Leg machine was busted, and I pulled something in my shoulder, so I did cardio instead, then headed to rehearsal. Thriller is coming along a little better, but I need to find time to rehearse it on my own.

I considered getting a tattoo. I considered a lot of things. People do all sorts of things "for" a dead loved one, but of course it's not really "for" them, it's for us. The best thing I can do is get over this as quickly as possible and adopt again. It's not "what Mousey would have wanted" - he would've wanted a yogurt treat and a cardboard tube...and to not be eaten - but saving another animal the best thing I can do. I will need to clean his cage out, probably, which is hard. Like every other grieving person ever, I keep expecting to see his bedding rustle and his head poke out any minute. Wee Companions is only open on Saturdays from 11-4. At this point, I'm not sure I'd do much at Pride but suck up everyone else's good time, so getting a new rescue sounds like a good plan.

Lady Miss Friday actually crawled under the covers with me on the couch for a little while, which was nice, but I had a harder time in the dark.