Luns drug me out to dinner because he didn't want me to rot in my apartment. He's suspected the depression beast had me in his claws since last week sometime and last night's entry corresponded. I managed to have a nice chat with Sean this afternoon, which alleviated some of the worry I've been having in that direction. And Patrick has been as wise as he always is.
It's hard to stay down with friends as good as mine. I am a lucky katster. :)