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I was waiting for Corey today and he was a little late. He told me he'd had to go see the headmistress because two girls from his class were hitting him coming out of school, and had done so yesterday too. He gone and told someone and I told him that was a good thing to do, but man, I was pissed. I've always taught him not to hit, he's bigger than most kids his age and he'd never think of hitting, or even hitting back. It's something James and I, and other members of my family disagree with. They say he should be toughened up, hit first if needed, but I totally believe that raising a hand is wrong, in any instance. But still, I'm so annoyed that they're hitting him like that. They're been kept in each night until he's off the school grounds, but still, one of them visits her nanna who lives opposite my mam and damn but do I want to tell her if she touches my kid again I'll....well, I don't know what I'd do because I wouldn't hurt or hit, but I want to do something.

Anyway, nicer things. I've just sent a story off to beta and now it'll be chopped up and I'll fix it and it'll be better and then I'll only have 24 stories to write for slashfic25 I've an idea for my dragon story and have a handle on how I'm going to work the wtf27 stuff. Now, if only lambs inspiration would visit. I also realised I'd applied for the wtf thing but hadn't actually joined the comm, because I'm just that smart. Oh, and I caved and joined. You knew I would right?

Freesia is still on top of the kitchen cabinets but came down for a few hours last night, and has just scuttled along the hall to use the litter tray. This is a positive step forward and I think she's settling in a little, which is great to see.

Now though I'm trying to catch up with the old flist before going out for a walk with James when he comes home from work. It's a beautiful night and just perfect for a stroll at the coast.