At least according to my spammail. I have to review my SFF Net Junk folder pretty carefully - for one, I can't have my own self whitelisted.
Meissa's got the same tickish thing that knocked D'Argo down to bony while I was gone in October. Since she had to lose weight before her spay, and she never lost her appetite, it actually had beneficial side effects. Harsh, but useful. She's fine, on antibiotics, and has Yet Another New Appointment. She has also gone through another heat cycle successfully unpuppied.
Miami has had really GOOD front pass through - I had to turn off the ceiling fan and put on two more layers of blanket last night! Good thing the girls curl up around my legs, my feet were freezing.
...no, putting something on my feet would
have been too much bother.
If you haven't guessed by now, yes - I have become hooked on Second Life and I'd say it's SuperSelene
's fault, except it's also Edward Pearse
's fault once I started reading up on things, and Girl Genius
's fault in general. [crazed grin] It all added up.
So here I find myself running around virtual Victoriana and doing graphics work for Baron Klaus Wulfenbach
and hanging around with people that'd take at least 15 hours to drive to (yes, even the way I drive) — and I don't have to spend fuel money or traffic time, and if I stay up too long the worst that can happen is I'll fall sideways off my seat instead of sideways off the road.
Therefore, I have here pictures of me, in SL (click for the larger picture). And you must know how I am about pictures of me...( Lotsa different places... )
In the meantime, Gwynne
went and got me the first three collected trade editions of the new 'Manhunter' comic - SQUEE! Kali was raving about this, and she's right - it's really
good storytelling. I have gobbled them up already.