I say, rather often in here, that it is the little things in life. And dammit, guys, you provide.

I was unable to do cards this year. For a variety of reasons. And yet, when I went to check the mail yesterday, there were cards. From some of my beloved LJ friends. You guys. Seriously. There were wibbles. Maybe some weeping (that CowCat just could not understand. Paxil withdrawal, my friends, is a baffling and fascinating mindspace. The cats do not approve). The more wibbles.

I love you guys. All of you. I have been so fucking absent the past year. And I hated it. And then there were cards. Thank you.