Today has been one of those frustratingly pointless days where my brain has just gone and sat in a corner and stubbornly refused to budge. Poke at it with a stick as I might, I've been entirely unable to get anything constructive out of it today. It does get rather dispiriting to sit about and try to think of the things that I should be doing. The only vaguely positive thing I really managed to acheive was to approach one of the local cats hereabouts without it running away. This involved a good deal of crouching and looking small, non-aggressive indirect glances and slow, sporadic steps with outstretched hand. Evenutally I persuaded the creature to sniff at my hand which, disappointingly for kitty, didn't contain anything edible. Still this is something of a step forward in human feline relations and it was very sweet when it did that cute, rolling on back, I'm a submissive kitty thing. Hopefully I may yet progess to actual stroking at some point in the near future.

Other than that though I really did exceptionally little. Hopefully this is my brain digesting the strange and stressful events of last week to set it up for doing useful things in the coming days. Perhaps I shouldn't be expecting too much in the way of action from myself at the moment, but these troughs in my thoughts rather seem to happen regardless of any particular outside influence a lot of the times, or with not much outside influence. So whilst I may have reason for not doing very much today I still don't like it much. In any case, reading something shouldn't be beyond me, or taking myself for a little walk somewhere, or whatever small activity I know I'd enjoy besides those things I know I actually need to do. Still, my brain rather refused to do any actual thinking today, rev the engine as I might the machine just wouldn't start. Doesn't really do a great deal for confidence or self-esteem, you'd think being me would be something that should come naturally but I've never seemed to be particularly good at it.

Oh well, enough narcisstic self-pity for the moment (hopes you will forgive it, I felt in the mood for such rambles). No more news on Dad as yet but that I suppose means that things are still ok at least. Tomorrow I shall be back at the shop and perhaps back into something more like the normal run of things. Having said that though my essential goal is pretty much to change the normal run of things and, for instance, be more active with rather less of these depressive days. These last weeks have been different certainly but I'm not quite sure the universe clearly understood the kind of thing I was trying to wish for. Heh, stupid universe. Well let us hope that these coming weeks shall bring more constructive things and somewhat shinier fortunes for all. Still, if all else fails I can still be friends with cats at least I suppose. Hope everyone is surviving the heat, swirly sea fogs seem to be keeping the warm at bay here for now at least. I'm thinking I'd like to see a good flashy thunderstorm up here to invigorate things a bit. The forecast didn't really look too hopeful on that score though. Oh well, we shall have to struggle onwards and we'll see wont we, yes? Meow! Yes.