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[percival]

HAPPY NEW YEAR!

I'm at themorningstarr's house. We've had great food, been to the mall, I've met Nate and Kellie (both extremely cute), bought massage oil (so that I can look after your sinuses, bucketgirl) and am having a whale of a time in general.

A note for the depressed parent community (seven takers already, yay!): I'll start one up on the ninth, when I get back from Texas. And it's going to be invite-only, because I anticipate we're going to be talking about some pretty private stuff.

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[queenriley.livejournal.com]

Glad you made it in okay. Tell bucketgirl hi and give her a hug for me. Poor woman needs a good massage. :)

And I'll be seeing you Sunday. Susan and I worked it out... we'll both be waiting for you at Bush. We will then all come back to my apartment where I will either amaze you with my culinary skills or I will entirely ruin dinner and we'll need to eat out. Either way works for me. :D You'll stay the night here again and move over to Susan's at your leaisure sometime Monday while her kids are in school. And maybe, givin more time here, Maggie will lighten up some (poor kitty) and let you lavish attention on her. Susan might help. She likes Susan.

[sqellie.livejournal.com]

A note for the depressed parent community (seven takers already, yay!): I'll start one up on the ninth, when I get back from Texas. And it's going to be invite-only, because I anticipate we're going to be talking about some pretty private stuff.

Not to leave anyone out, but I appreciate that above statement. I'm a bit weary talking about this stuff in general--mostly because, having gone through this hellish mess, I don't feel like someone who hasn't gone through something similar can quite fully understand, which makes me nervous talking about it with them. Perhaps it's just bad experiences, but there it is nonetheless. Perhaps it's a difference between depression and severe depression? I'm not certain.