Short Rations This Weekend

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Not for me, but for thee.

Posting may be light as I'm off to the northern reaches for to visit my Mother upon the occasion of her birthday.

Not sure if any of the lads will be posting, they're under no obligation to do so as they are indeed actually unpaid volunteers. I know Juvat is at sea, so to speak, Tuna is oft busy with his paying job, which sends him around the world at times, and Beans lives in the hurricane (and progressive) troubled state of Florida.

As for LUSH? Who knows? She has always been something of an independent lass. Besides, today is her birthday and I don't expect anyone to have to work on their birthday.

Happy birthday! (All together now...)

In medical news: the ophthalmologist has proclaimed himself happy with the results of the surgery he performed upon my Mark One, Mod Zero port-side optical sensor and has cleared me to return to my place of gainful employment upon Monday.

Where I shall disappoint all by only working a half day. For Monday is also the great North-South Conclave of The Chant. I've had multiple East-West summit meetings with Tuna, but this will be the first with Juvat. I've been counting the days and anticipate an epic meeting.

Rather hoping it doesn't rain that day. 'Tis been a bit damp in these parts lately, typical fall weather actually.

Oh yes, the eye. I too (heh) am pleased with the progress of said eye. The nitrogen bubble dissipates, the vision is clearing, I no longer need to wear a protective shield over it at night, and I can sleep in any position I deem most comfortable. While having to remain on my right side has not been as objectionable as having to "sleep" on my back, on my belly is what I prefer.

Twice I've had surgery in the abdominal area, requiring me to stay on my back. Damn little sleep was had, I can tell you. My natural inclination, once sound asleep, is to roll over onto my stomach. Damned painful after surgery, I'm here to tell you. On my side was tolerable, no more, thank you. Thursday evening saw a return to sleep normality.

While I was comfortable, the feline staff didn't get the memo. They grew used to me sleeping on my side, using very little of the bed. Now that I'm all sprawled out again, they seem to resent that and have let me know in no uncertain terms.

I get that, not a big fan of change myself. Very catlike I am in that aspect.

Anyhoo.

I am better, I can almost see "normally" again, and life will return to the status quo. Not sure if that's a good thing, but there you go.

Alright. I'm off then. Be seeing you.

Soon.