muscle soreness in right arm and right leg again. doesn’t help that i slept all wrong last night. really should get my ass out to see a podiatrist.
bug bites All Over. oh man wtf, itchy and ewwie!
if we have to do this vegas thing again next weekend, crapola i will be tired.
amen. wisdom is astonishing and never fails to move me.
slightly freaked out now. which has consequently increased stress levels. oh crap.
procrastinating on homewerk. but what else is new.
yet another hotel risk. we shall see. at least the lobby areas are pretty. it’s so friggen far away from the strip!
this makes up for missing comicon except that it costs money. which is kind of the whole point.
the stuff i get mushy about. in spite of my poor maths, i wanna be walkin on the moon dammit. nasa nurds ftw.
dun this past weekend:
- vacumned everything
- did all laundry
- sorted through all dirty clothes
- handwashed the underoos
- cleaned up miscellany left over from the show
- put away the canopy (damn it’s so friggen heavy)
- dumped out all trash
- wiped down the kitchen
- wiped down the bathroom
- (the boy) wiped down all floors
- changed to new filtered shower head
- carwashed the plastic buggy
- finally uploaded foto sets from comicon 06 and 08
- finally uploaded latest ws pack on devart
tired. perpetually sleepy during daylight. damn the daylight, damn you!
spent the second half of today working on various graphic chores and now the butt is sore. and sweaty. damn the heat. but comicon fotos from 06 and 08 are all up and done. with snarky commentary to boot.
from last sunday:

sacrifice actually fuels the objective. oh my god that’s disgusting.