Grr. Fuck you, internet.

I can't connect to my gjrs website that I'm making. I'm learning to handle the software for bigger projects, and while I'm up and in agony from cramps, it's a nice distraction. Except now it's not working anymore. The damned server is down.

I WANT TO PLAY WITH MY PRETTY SHINY WEBSITE, DAMN IT.

Working, working.

The Fanfic archive for the GJRS is finally up. Not working yet, I haven't put in categories and shit, but it's finally up at least. The layout isn't entirely gross. Not my finest work but I haven't the time nor the patience for brilliance at this point.

Remember my homage to Kate Bush?

Helen on piano and me singing "Man With the Child In His Eyes"?

Some dude left a comment at the video on youtube saying "Sloppy seconds" to me and Helen.

What a fucking jerk. I'd like to see him sing Kate fucking Bush.

Am I biased or is my cat fucking gorgeous?

Parental Quote of the Day.

"Stop looking at her electrodes!" -- Dad, in regards to Tim Roth in an episode of "Lie to Me". The hot young hooker has electrodes stuck to her upper pectorals.