Ooooh...

I think I am probably sick. Queue woobly eyes. You see, it was lovely and glorious and warm, and now it is cold and grey and sad, and my head is filled with confusing. So, clearly I have some kind of plague...allergy...plaguergy thing. As evidenced by the huge number of typoes I've had to edit out of this post and the fact that the amount of work which usually takes three hours is only half done in that amount of time. It'll be a while before I can move on to the other types of work I need to do to day. Also, I am a monkey.

In good news, this particular plague is not a misery inducing kind. It's just a brain-stoppy variety. So once I muddle my way through some more word mining and get into the picture drawing, I should be home free. No brain is actually required for that part.

This message brought to you by my desire to subsist entirely on leftover easter chocolate and sweet milky tea.

I'm not very depressed today, though!

Whew! - Ottoman Steampunk

There ought to be more of it, don't you think? What with the Ottoman Turks inventing the steam engine in the 16th century and all.
( The Electric Sultan )