My desk chair, let me show you it. o.O
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Yep, I'm back on my computer now, happy as a slightly drunk clam, with my ergonomic keyboard, my actual mouse, my back support, my games, my saved sites, and my pictures OMGICANHASPHOTOSHOP!
Today has been almost weirdly productive. I've finally gotten back to data-entry and the full Bato'Cirn dictionary might even be finished before Angel comes up... speaking of which, yes, oh luscious lass, we will be picking you up. Precisely when... that's still to be determined, as I'm going to make a stop at my parents', and while we're there if the day is nice enough I fully intend to play in the ocean briefly (plus I need a new alter stone). We've made plans to borrow Daniel tomorrow and possibly the day after that as well, which means the apartment will get cleaned, I will get to draw on people and be drawn on, there will be plenty of snuggles and such, and Kaa will be thrilled as he seems to like Daniel quite a bit.
Puppy, you so very need to come visit your snake. You promised. We've got an empty room, you could properly meet Angel again, and we could spend a day or two just talking, no distractions, no drugs or booze or sleep deprivation or worries or stresses... just us. I'd like that for my early Christmas present.
My computer... gods I've missed being here, sitting here... this feeling, connected, little electrical jolts that form words and sounds and colors... so wonderful. The 'net is Home. It really is. I'm happy here. Being basically offline for so long was about as close to being dead as I ever want to get.
So much to DO... six zillion stamp images, the inklantis site, three stories I want to finish, there's a lot of old email that now I can take the time to read, re-read, and reply... I need a new journal layout, I have so much I can DO now... wheee!
I love my computer, I love my computer chair, I love my Cate, my Torian, my Radu, my Zian, my Talia, my Kim, my Angel (which reminds me of something else, but that's for another entry), my Matt, my Alexander, and all the people who I definitely love but can't really put 'my' in front of without feeling inaccurate.
It's good to be home.
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