Accomplishmentising

Whew.

First of all: 2750 words. That brings chapter 11 up to 3177 total, and finishes it in a vast marathon of messiness. Because I haven't messed up my narrator enough yet.

Wrote a session summary.

Have Ideas for the Semtek game too; need to work on them. (teinedreugan, do we have a copy of The Complete Divine?)

Won the internet.. (Folks I was at Wellesley with should definitely check link; I want to see how many of you I break.) Set up stuff so's oneironaut and I have a place to stash FSM when we get our acts together about producing it.

I need to remember to check Arthur's eyes tomorrow -- one of his was red, only opening halfway, and watering heavily earlier, but cleared up as soon as I noticed and was pretty much gone later. So I don't know if he has an eye infection or just, like the twit he is, poked himself in the eye somewhere along the line.

Though given that I'd like to take my eyes and soak them overnight, I suppose I can't rule out humidity problems. I should go rinse them before I sleep. (...) (On the other hand, given that the skin around my right eye is apparently so cranky that eyewash is too harsh for it, maybe the cat didn't injure himself; he could just be responding normally to local conditions.)

I ran into a Santero on the SDMB. Coolest thing in ages. Further, I ran into a Santero who guessed I'm Kemetic. Neato.