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This happens every damned morning.

my bed is trying to get me fired.

An update on my world

I created two Twitter feeds for the puppies — @chancedog and @kayleedog — so I can express their personalities without clogging this site.

I have a backlog of links I want to link to that I probably won’t get a chance to look at so go google “infinite blood supply” and somewhere in the news you should see an article on stem cells that’s pretty damn cool. I like it because it makes me feel a little less guilty that every time I’ve wanted to do the blood drives at work this year I’ve been coming down with something.

Can’t remember the other big article I’d wanted to post. If you go read the last 7 days of fark headlines you’ll see it somewhere though. Good luck.

Can barely keep my eyes open. Comic is done and all is right with the world. Time to sleep.

Streeeetch

Try not to yawn, I dare you ;)

via cute overload, as usual.

Yes, I know, the comic’s late.

I spent from 3:00 Friday afternoon until now (5:40 Saturday morning) working on a project for work.

Once I take a nap I’ll try to get a comic up. But the work project’s not quite where I need it to be, so it might be slightly after that.

Done

Federal and state taxes - done
2 loads of laundry - done
Bills - done
Usability testing screens for monday - done
Wireframes - as done as they get until I corner my co-workers monday
Food shopping - done thanks to Nighthawk
Comic for Saturday - done, late, but done
Brunch and dinner - done
Now, maybe I should sleep.

Snzzzz

I am tired beyond words.

I washed my bluetooth earbud thingie* for the iphone this weekend, so if you’re expecting a call from me it might be a while… the iphone’s speaker phone often leaves something to be desired… like sound quality.

Got a photo of a great sign today for y’all but too tired to post it… it’ll probably be Saturday’s comic, since I’m still fighting with the elevator scene.

Must sleep now before my legs fall off.

*note: not a good plan. do not repeat.

Status update

So incredibly tired. Started Tang Soo Do classes at work today, and the first class kicked my butt. My butt needed kicking. Wow am I exhausted. Wednesday there will be more butt-kicking. Sleep will be my friend.

On the creative end of things, I did finish the first panel of the Night Fugues comic that I started last October. But when the clock struck 11 I decided that I wasn’t going to get the other 3-4 panels done tonight and bailed out to a spare IOI comic I had in the wings. Sorry. We’ll get there. After all, I have to get through at least a chunk of this story or I can’t write about cornish game cows. Those are the rules.

I miss JessieDog. She and I could’ve crashed on the sofa together really easily tonight.