The Joy; she press so hard up against me at night. It fills me up. Dogs (and cats) are so devoted to us. If you give them love and attention, take care of their needs, you are everything to them. The whole world. It’s so wonderful to be needed like that, and in that special, simple, easy way that they need us. Its so different from a human, right, because we’re so much more complicated. But with our animals, it’s a special kind of “needed.” We have a specifically-shaped hole inside us that they fill perfectly with their love and devotion.

I started a movie tonight I can already tell is extremely my shit: Suspiria. And here’s the thing: its been lurking on my watchlist for a while. I knew I might like it, but for whatever reason I never felt compelled to click on it and press play. What pushed it over the top for me, and I don’t really know why: learning that it’s actually a remake. The original is from the…70s, I think? So, I don’t know, maybe it’s that I get to make a little project of it. Watch this newer version with Dakota Johnson and Tilda Swinton, and then watch the original and see which one I like better. That’s an extra little wrinkle, I guess, that pushed it high enough on the interest meter for me to be like, sure, let’s do it. Plus, I’m pretty sure it’s a “and the secret is: witches” kind of horror movie, and I’m a sucker for that shit. If witchcraft, demons, etc are the reveal in the center of your mystery, count me in.

She’s so warm. Her ear is flopped over my wrist. And she’s passed out asleep, even though the movement of my typing makes her head shift up and down. She put herself like this. I didn’t have anything to do with it.

The finances are done, for now. Don’t think we’ll have to do any payroll this year; we didn’t turn a profit. And, everything will be ready for taxes in about a month or two. Get those done nice and early. And a new budget set up, make sure we pack some savings away a little better than we did this year. Sigh. Always a bit of a stressful thing to do, organizing the finances, but I’m always glad it’s done. And I am.

Night night.