tinker, tailor

If my cherry pits are to be believed, I'll be marrying a chief of some description. (Results slightly skewed by the ones I tossed in the garbage one by one before realizing that it would be easier to collect them and toss them later.)

Bleh. I don't feel like working because all my projects are in various stages of suckiness, but I have to.

allergy report

It's that time of year again. I will never learn, apparently, that even if I feel fine at home and fine in the office, as soon as I pass Atwater on the bus my nose will start itching and running uncontrollably. It's really charming, especially for my fellow passengers, since I never remember to check whether there's any Kleenex in my bag.

I think it must be ragweed, since apparently the tree pollen season is over. I'll blame the seminary, 'cause I can.

(Why am I mentioning this now? I went to look up the forecast for raithen's neck of the woods and there was the Claritin Pollen Forecast, all shiny and clickable. I used to write posters for them -- variations on a non-drowsy theme get tired awfully fast.)

Day is improving, I got 2 minor things done and am about to tackle the remaining nasty monster task. Thanks for the encouragement, mrs_cake et al.

some links for emjayne

heheheheheh.

BBC Cult
Farscape Fantasy
Farscape World
What is Farscape?

...err, watch for spoilers.

no more softwood lumber dispute?

Whatever shall we do for punchlines?

(I suspect this is one of the many cross-border issues that Canadians care passionately about and Americans have never heard of. Straw poll: how many of you, anywhere, know what I'm talking about when I say "softwood lumber dispute"? Before clicking the link, I mean.)

more linkage:

I DO work for the Forces of Evil!

all right, raithen and mindrobber, i'm working on it...