Yes, I'm alive... I have so much to write about, seeing "XXX", going to the Pain Management class, hanging out with Scott (and singing karioke poorly), and now I'm about to go deal with my mother.

So much to say.

But I'm a bit distracted. A textfile arrived in my email, from Kadin, and... to say it's pleasing would be something of an understatement. Intriguing, too. I am VERY interested to see what the other half of it will be like.

That said...

...odd moods and odder hungers...

...and what feels like a hangover...

...I know I should go eat something, but my stomach is in knots. And apparently my mother is gonna be late. Argh. Grr. Snarl. Rowrf. Irritated Jax. VERY irritated Jax.

At least I'm being... amused. Sort of.

Yes, pathetic whimpering little toys amuse me, some days.