a temporary cessation of hostilities

Lily and the Crazy snuggle together on top of the washing machine, but both pretend that it's totally just a towel that they're snuggling.

the milkshake and that little donut in hand

MY MOTHERBOARD ISN'T BROKEN \o/

It's the fucking power source again. That jerk is only like 1.5 years old or 2 at the most! What is this tomfoolery? But now I will still have enough muneez left after replacing it for a mini-notebook! \o/

And tomorrow is Brother Windows's wife's 24-hour island-retreat sleepover 30th birthday party with over 30 guests (I've gotta say that as a teenager I *never* went to a slumber party with 30 guests. I don't think a Unitarian Univeralist Pretentious Teenie "Youth" Lock-In "Convention" even has 30 people typically, at least, not in the Pancreas of Dixie) and I'm sort of looking forward at least to having the opportunity to drink with other people again, which happens quite infrequently, although not to being in such a crowd.

I finished the first 160-page part of The Project That Pissed Me The Fuck Off (you know, that one that I'm getting paid half a cent per word for as a proofer, even though I had to completely rewrite about one sentence in three, where the English is just plain wrong and incomprehensible without reference to the original source?), but there are a bunch more files to do before the 22nd.