I decided to take some time off from online interaction, to get in touch with myself again; and to spend more time with Fitz. Little did I know the day after I posted my last journal I was going to be arrested for the stabbing of my boyfriend (yes, he is fine). After being in jail for almost a month, they finally let me go after showing them many, many logs of internet activity including furcadia (thank god for that). So a month wasted on something senseless, although they did catch the suspect after looking at surveillance. Ex-girlfriend; who would of guessed? And of course, while I was gone; Fitz went lame. So I come home to late, vet, and farrier bills. And I'm behind on all of my work. What a wonderful world.