1) they don't match because one is leather and one is cloth. there's no way we can make them match unless we slip covered the leather one and since my Love is in love with his leather one, that's not gonna happen. *lol*
2) the damned hallway is not only too narrow, but too short to let the couch through. ARG. So, despite a LOT of trying, it's just mathmatically impossible for the damned thing to get in there because the angle is just too narrow.
3) the living room looks nice, it's just killing my neck to watch tv from either couch now because there's no point where you can see the tv straight on any more; everything requires you sit one way and turn your head another. *oww*
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Besides couch issues....my mom's coming over tomororw to bring me her video camera to take some footage of Kush-ka. He's still doing fair, but is losing weight quickly despite continuing to eat. (though tonight I gave him some of my chicken from dinner and he ate SO much of it I was very happy to see that) The tumor is also as large as my palm now and horribly visable pretty much all the time. I find myself still crying almost every day over how close I am to losing him forever. It's hard to see him and not think about how the damned tumor is killing him. It's horrible to feel so helpless.
Anyway...no crying now. Doing enough of that most of the day as it is, I don't need to do it at night. I'm in such a funk...I'm so depressed. I see it in everything from sleepin way too many hours to having no appitite and not eating (actually be replused by food to the point of feeling sick) to just sitting around unable to even motivate myself to make a phone call. I hate it but I'm in it too deep to do anything about it, know what I mean?
*shrugs*
I'm out for now. Back to my so-called life.
~ flowers bloom near Memory and Dream
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