Having just got out of the shower a few minutes ago, my hair&#039s still up in a green towel, one of the few that Kitty hasn&#039t been lying around on. Her room is far too cold for her to spend much time in, and even when I have to go in there for a book or the sewing machine or any other sundry, I get out of there as fast as I can. The towel&#039s making my head heavy, and I should really find a hairpick (I lose them so frequently.) to fix it, but I feel like typing. More than that, I feel like rambling. What else is new there?

I&#039ve been doing a lot of work on my webpage for artisans in EQ2. It&#039s not up on the server yet or else I&#039d link it so all y&#039all could see it. There&#039s no actual content yet, just a lot of pages and icons and buttons. At least they all work.

Hang on, need to feed the fish and turn his light on so that the tank isn&#039t freezing. And I need to clean the tank sometime soon too. Cthulu can&#039t seem to keep up with the growing plant problem.

On a random side note, happy birthday, Dad. You&#039re like fifty-one now or something. Too bad I can&#039t just e-mail you some jelly beans. Or a polar bear.

I am going to go shopping as soon as I get my hair out of this green towel and stuff my pockets with the miscellaneous crap I carry around all the time (i.e., keys, wallet, lip balm). I should eat. No reason running around on an empty stomach, especially if said stomach is attached to someone nearly diabetic who&#039s currently having problems with extra dry skin and has run out of body wash. Yup, rambly today. I sure could go for some caffeine while I&#039m at it. I feel somewhat like cooking, but I don&#039t know what to cook. Figuring out what I would want to make feels like it would take more effort than going to the store for the groceries and then actually making it, so I probably won&#039t cook today. Maybe I&#039ll figure it out tomorrow when I&#039m at the laundromat doing a load of black T-shirts and green sheets. Maybe. Dunno. I kinda just feel like typing. Maybe when I get back from shopping, I&#039ll work on that scene from Book 2 which has been bouncing around in my head the past couple days, preventing me from sleep. Sounds like a plan. I&#039m going to go find a hairpick. This towel is heavy enough that it prevents me from tilting my head very far.

Posted: December 18, 2004 at a quarter to one.