No, I know I updated recently, in the last 24-ish hours... right? *blinks again, looking very confused*

I've got some new graphics whipped up and damn, but I want scanner access right now to scan in some of the things I've been sketching... I should ask Grr if I can use hers, if I remember. Gah. I'll do the intelligent thing:

Grr-lady, can I use your scanner?

*grin*

Anyway. Quiet. Rachel is mopping and sweeping floors so other than my trip out to the kitchen to get breakfast, I'm trying to stay out of the way. The water heater's breaker is STILL spastic, flipping itself off every 30 seconds to five minutes after it's reset. So showers are something of a long wait while you babysit the breaker until you have hopes of at least SOME hot water, then a rushed plunge wherein no matter HOW quick you are, there's not enough hot water to last the entire shower. Still, we persevere! There will be hopefully new breakers soon, Grr found a place online to purchase them (which is good, since the particular breakerset that we have in this house has officially been discontinued for being too old and too unreliable, surprise, so we can't just wander down to a hardware store and pick 'em up. *sigh*) and we will be able to have reliable hot water soon!

I'm still on the anti-depressants, and having to watch myself VERY carefully with them... particularly if I take a whole one in the morning, I get a bit fuzzed at night and have caught myself more than once about to take a second dose because I'd forgotten I took the first one. So yeah, extra careful.

I really think that's about all the news here... last night Ryan, Becca, and I went out, apparently I missed a call from Cal while we were out. *pout* Ryan's rather interested in her and I'm just there for moral support, as far as I can tell. *ish quite amused to be moral ANYTHING, really*

But the point of that was that I missed a call and am now going to email him and hope hope HOPE he calls back. Tonight is Vampire game out in Hillsborough, but tomorrow...?

*hopes*

Anyway.

Yeah.

Ryan has just returned from wandering with Molly and Tyson somewhere, and has a bottle of the most gawdaweful hotsauce you can imagine. Just SMELLING this stuff makes your eyes - or at least my eyes - burn. *twitch* Must hide it as soon as possible.

*pads off to email*