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Mmmm, annoying, twitchy anxiety attacks for no apparent reason. Fun times. Valerian tastes like liquid (and rather boozy) ass.

Also, there are now flies all over the house. Because one of my mom's latest neuroses involves keeping the back door open. All day. Supposedly in order to make sure the cat can come in. Even though she knows the cat's schedule and he's perfectly capable of meering at the window. Argh!