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Tuesday, June 20

Preparations

The Minxette goes into hospital tomorrow.

I'm shitting bricks. She's so fucking little.

It's a question of priorities. And re-ordering them. I don't think I've ever been this stressed before in my life. I'm jumpy and nervy and bitey like a weasel..

So I'm trying to offload some of the causes of the stress. I'll be away dealing with family matters for a while, and won't be here as much. Call it a mini-hiatus, if you like. I'm not going for good, I'm just going for now.

You're welcome to contact me on email, if you have it, or through comments if you don't. But again, please don't be offended if it takes a while for me to respond. It's not that I don't love you. You know I do.

To quote that walking caricature, Arnie... "I'll be back.."

You can't keep a good Minx down... well, not like that, anyway.

Heh.

And not for long either. Everyone has to come up for air once in a while.

Kisses
Minxy

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