Hey, Aunt Lisa, the Pampered Chef stuff has come in. Should I hold onto your order until the next family get-together or get Mom to mail it to you or what?
Hm. Nothing particularly interesting going on in the world of me, ATM. I am currently waging war on my sanity by attempting to archive the Casstoons in full on
deviantART. Wish me luck, as there are over 600 of the suckers, and quickly approaching 700. And that's not counting the spin-offs, which I intend to include in my archivery.
Not actually angry at anything. I took an online quiz to determine which level of Hell I would fit best in. It told me I was wrathful and gloomy. So I drew wrathful me. Rar.
:D Potential future daughters are fun. Srsly.