Can I have my leg back, please? I'm tired of not being able to walk on it, sponge baths, and pain meds that screw up my sleep schedule. Why the hell am I awake at this hour?
It feels extremely weird not to be checking my Brawl flist or watching my inbox fill up with notifications. I still can't believe I cried over dropping from a game.
I'm thinking about going Friends Only. I won't make a friends cut (too lazy). I also think I have some art that never made it up over here that I should probably post.
I talked to Ras a bit about writers' conventions. It's been awhile since I attended one myself. I think I'll save up for
Malice Domestic. If I can swing the money by March--and a competed draft--I'll go. Buckling down and taking my writing seriously is one of my goals for this year. I wonder if mystery conventions are as crazy as SF&F cons.