Nothing Rational Whatsoever

The past two weeks have been a fun adventure in con crud-land. I am now, officially, behind on my master plan. Fortunately, I did manage to spontaneously combust only once. I now have a list and that’s what I’m sticking to. Yay for lists!

Mind you, my mental state is rapidly changing. I have stuff to do, but I’m not freaking out about it. For some bizarr-o reason, I am now convinced that I am now more sensitive to soda than ever. It’s been three days and while I should be back on the OH MY STARS THIS TASTES SOOO GOOD wagon — I’m sticking to coffee and tea, because pop causes some weird effect that I’m probably imagining.

Yeah, we’ll see how long this lasts.

The problem with having a to-do list is that there’s no shortage of things to create. This time, though, I’m going to barrel right on through so I can get to some really cool things I have planned for you. MUWAHAHAHAHAHA.

*coughs* Hairball. *coughs*

First, I have to blow something up for my readers. Watching the results come in for my poll about Fang and laughing. Oh, and I really need to paint one of my cats. That’ll teach him to go after my brushes. Right? RIGHT?

Mood: Con Crudness. It’s a state of being.

Caffeinated Beverages Consumed: Two cups of coffee. I want MOAR.

Work-Out Minutes Logged Yesterday: Cleaned my office. Yeah, that sucked.

In My Ears: Final Fantasy playlist. I may or may not have added some from iTunes. $10!

Game Last Played: It’s a haze.

Movie Last Viewed: Total blank.

Latest Artistic Project: Cross-stitch

Latest Release: Redwing’s Gambit for Bulldogs! the RPG