Miscellanea

teinedreugan thinks I may have some sort of cold, as I seem to have a persistent sinus headache and core temperature more wack than usual. Mutter. (I suspect the headache of being a major factor in the crankiness, as that abated slightly after the painkillers happened.)

I am not having any luck getting 3.9 started. This is one of those critical scenes for setting up a bunch of other stuff, and I'm just staring at it blankly. I don't know, maybe I'll have more luck tomorrow when I'm trying to make a workday of it rather than just trying to get a little done here or there. All the things that I need to get written aside from that are also poking at me with tremendous force, so tomorrow will be productive Or Else.

Got back on Warcraft for the first time in over a week (distracted) and had a productive time of it -- bunch of Silithus quests finished, plus the small guild alliance did a Baron raid to great success. (Sam now has three pieces of the Beaststalker set, only one person died the whole run, and teinedreugan was a successful furry tank.)

My brain is full of random, ill-connected scraps of junk. This is not useful for anything. The bits of junk I can do stuff with I have done stuff with, and the rest is thrashing around like a beached trout.

Also, I need lamp oil.

arawen should note current music.

Also

I want my goddamn happy back.




(But on the upside, whispercricket gave me strawberry Nerds the other day, and those are oddly comforting.)