Oh, goodness, what a morning. Woke up late, left the house early, made a delivery, got stuck in traffic. Madness.

Of course, as soon as I called the boss to tell her that I as running late, traffic cleared right up and I made it in on time. Which is good, but infuriating nonetheless.

Anyway.

As many of you have probably guessed, I'm in the process of moving myself to a new account. Hopefully ~Dyhan will permanently be my new home, but you know... I'm a little bit fickle. And I know that some people don't want me to move. But we'll have to see. I honestly don't know if I have the files for a lot of my deviations any more, and of those I do have, I need to go through and decide what I want to upload again. I also have something in the works that, I hope, will sort of be a good sendoff for the new account, as well as a new CSS layout and avatar for it. Silly, I know, but I hate to do anything half-assed.

deviantART aside, things are going alright. I had been planning a trip up north in February, but that's been more or less cancelled. to be perfectly honest, I just can't be bothered. I'd be flying to MA, I'm not old enough to rent a car, and mom and Vicky only have one car now, so I'd just be sitting around their house, still not seeing my friends, still not visiting Saugerties.

Still, I have the whole week of my birthday/Valentine's Day off from work, and I get a very nice bonus from work on the 15th, so I plan to go wedding dress shopping that week. They tell me that those places are a madhouse on weekends, but if I went on a weekday it wouldn't be bad. Thank goodness. Other plans are slowly coming into focus. I think it'll all work out.

By the way. You guys who think you'd like to come, I need your address at some point to send you an invitation. You know who you are. There's no big hurry, as we won't be sending those out for at least a few more months, but... well I'll forget, and then you'll all disappear on me.

Jesus, I'm almost twenty years old. I mean, I'm glad to not be ninteen any more, but twenty?! Where's my cane? GET OFF MY LAWN.

In other greatly abbreviated news, Katamari Damacy is fantastic, Saturday was my Big Bobby's birthday, and I'm sure he opened several cans of the Whoop Ass I sent him for Christmas, I'm kind of hungry, and just so you know, if you drop a bowl full of Hamburger Helper on your foot, it will burn like taco sauce.

Okay, maybe not like taco sauce, but it still burns. Golly.

I think I'm done. As usual,I apologize for my general lack of being around, and I hope you're all doing well.


LisaR.