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I'm sick.
As in, I'm loing my voice really badly. Had to cancel going to the Fair for the first time in .... as long as I've ever been alive enough to know about it. ;_; I guess it'll make it all the better next year. But it means I won't be able to see Kari until ... Thanksgiving? Maybe?
*sulk*
Meanwhile, feel like I have the beginnings of the flu or a really light case of strep, which are the same for me. I catch strep and tonsilitis like major league players catch pop-flies. Oh well. More time to clean the house, I guess. e_e;
I have intarwebs connections, which is good. Sat through forty minutes of tech support to establish that the field circus operator had very little clue what the fuck was going on with my box. He gave it a good try, though, and managed to fix my actual modem over the phone. Router's shot, but we probably needed a new one anyway. Besides, I can get wireless all over the house now that the hub's in the basement, so I'm not too upset.
Haven't eaten yet. Will be making myself a steak sandwich on white bread, for want of steak rolls. e_e; WAAAANNNTTT CIDER. WAAAAAANNNNTTT FUNNEL CAKES. GRAH. Really annoyed for my timing today. Oh well.
Can do page checks tomorrow for my BDs. Ams, you're in hot water, I hope you know. <3 ^^ And I mean that as threateningly as possible. <3 :D Indy, I know your deal. Kari's clear. Ty's probably clear (O_o is Wilber ready to grow?). ... There's like, three other adopters besides you four. XD; Gah.
Anyway, Qui got caught up today, and I get to work out sketches for her little Laila to do after I finish Bjossa. Or as I finish Bjossa. Or as I re-start Bjossa. e_e; I SUCK at forearms. I just want that on record. e_e Shoulders? Animal shoulders? RABBIT shoulders? I suck at them. My bunny won't let me close enough to him to investigate this, and he fucking /BLINKS/ across the room when I want to see how this goes. Ah well.
I'm not wanting phone calls the next couple days, since the more I talk, the sicker I feel. I now feel quite ill, but uh, not ill enough to be un-hungry. e_e that's good, I think. I don't have a fever at least.
I'm sure part of this is from yelling at small children for so long. ... I go make sammiches, then work Motke into submission. x_x
Gah. It's still crap.
As in, I'm loing my voice really badly. Had to cancel going to the Fair for the first time in .... as long as I've ever been alive enough to know about it. ;_; I guess it'll make it all the better next year. But it means I won't be able to see Kari until ... Thanksgiving? Maybe?
*sulk*
Meanwhile, feel like I have the beginnings of the flu or a really light case of strep, which are the same for me. I catch strep and tonsilitis like major league players catch pop-flies. Oh well. More time to clean the house, I guess. e_e;
I have intarwebs connections, which is good. Sat through forty minutes of tech support to establish that the field circus operator had very little clue what the fuck was going on with my box. He gave it a good try, though, and managed to fix my actual modem over the phone. Router's shot, but we probably needed a new one anyway. Besides, I can get wireless all over the house now that the hub's in the basement, so I'm not too upset.
Haven't eaten yet. Will be making myself a steak sandwich on white bread, for want of steak rolls. e_e; WAAAANNNTTT CIDER. WAAAAAANNNNTTT FUNNEL CAKES. GRAH. Really annoyed for my timing today. Oh well.
Can do page checks tomorrow for my BDs. Ams, you're in hot water, I hope you know. <3 ^^ And I mean that as threateningly as possible. <3 :D Indy, I know your deal. Kari's clear. Ty's probably clear (O_o is Wilber ready to grow?). ... There's like, three other adopters besides you four. XD; Gah.
Anyway, Qui got caught up today, and I get to work out sketches for her little Laila to do after I finish Bjossa. Or as I finish Bjossa. Or as I re-start Bjossa. e_e; I SUCK at forearms. I just want that on record. e_e Shoulders? Animal shoulders? RABBIT shoulders? I suck at them. My bunny won't let me close enough to him to investigate this, and he fucking /BLINKS/ across the room when I want to see how this goes. Ah well.
I'm not wanting phone calls the next couple days, since the more I talk, the sicker I feel. I now feel quite ill, but uh, not ill enough to be un-hungry. e_e that's good, I think. I don't have a fever at least.
I'm sure part of this is from yelling at small children for so long. ... I go make sammiches, then work Motke into submission. x_x
Gah. It's still crap.