I had some very strange dreams this morning, involving kittens, giant spiders, plumbing, and the realization that small children are eeeeeevil.
Got up, checked lottery numbers. Still not king. *hmf*
Self-reminder list (edited):
- Do Store Run #1 (art envelopes, cat fud, dish detergent, white-out) - Screech and rant about fact that everyplace in a 3-mile radius is sold out of envelopes - Drive to BFE and threaten office supply salesclerk with blunt object - Receive envelopes - Get mail - Package up any more art sales we've gotten payment for (All of them. YAY!) - Brave the Post Office Holiday Line of DOOOOOM - Shower off blood - Do Store Run #2 (beer, peepul fud, etc.) - Write at least 2 strips - Set up more art auctions - Fight with work's POS VPN - Swear to fong IT dept. until their entrails are their extrails - Work on finishing PHP holiday card store - Don cowboy hat - Herd mountain of laundry into washing machine with lasso and/or pitchfork - Don fedora - Drive back attacking wave of paperwork with bullwhip and rogueish 5'o-clock shadow - Get sued by Lucasarts - Refrain from continuing on into "Don Ho" jokes that will just get hideous - Consider eating something