Physical: Full. Rgh. No likee. And very cold. My fingers are starting to cramp up from renaming and editing text files all afternoon.
Mental: My mind is a muddle. Mostly involving possible ML plot lines. I should like to talk to Michael to sort some of them out; he is as close as I can get to a real-life Jared and sometimes it is a great help to bounce 'what-if's off of him to see what he'd do. It's getting to the point where I'm almost tempted to kidnap him sometime to get to talk to him. Probably won't, though. Eh. Other than that I have no desire to speak to any member of the human race.
Emotional: I suck. Trip down memory lane as I go through old Geoshitties accounts and Elfwood and the like to retrieve old files. Damn, maybe some of this stuff should stay lost. Ick.
Artistic: Drew half a thumbnail sketch. Does that count at all? Eh.
Misc:Oh, hell yes. Want. Chain mail fetish acting up again. MMrrrrt.
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