Too much social in Ponderings of the Universe

I have Amber’s birthday dinner thing tonight and I’m feeling both antisocial and grumpy because my cleaning project is not going the way I want it to. Basically, I think I put my most recent veterinary license somewhere very safe. So safe, in fact, that I can’t fucking finding. So I’ve been going through my scary chair where I put everything and around it and so far I’m not finding it but it’s such a fucking horrible mess that I really feel like I am not making any headway and it’s making me crazy and very upset. Sure, I could get a new copy mailed to me (they need a copy of it at work) but the board only takes checks as payment (probably as a security measure? Or they are in the dark ages, I don’t know) and guess what else I can’t fucking find?

I need to go get ready and try to look nice. Bleh. Just want to wear my PJs and eat bread and butter.

Here’s a soothing short video of Mogget.