There's been a massive (and thoroughly retarded) shitstorm in my communal living situation. I fear I will be stabbed in my sleep by bitter-selfish-unreasonable-psychotic housemate (okay maybe not killed, but dang is she f-ed up). Time for Xenia to move house. I will return to the blogosphere when I've resettled in a psycho-free zone.
In case you were wondering, I have been running. A lot. Did you know it's really hard to breathe while running when your throat closes up as you try choking back anger-tears? Yes, I cry when I'm angry which is unbelievably frustrating since it totally diminishes the importance of what you're trying to say. I think this only happens for those with a uterus though. At least in my experience.
I hope all is well with the rest of you. Take care and I'll come back when I can.