Sorry, people. Today was, still is, a Silent Day. There's been so much stress and running around, and y'all should be happy that I'm actually working instead of posting in my journal. "Y'all". Good, solid word.

All right, you've been good, so I'll write a few words. Like I said, busy, busy day. Lots of work done, mostly ("They mostly come out at night. Mostly") on the Anarchy Online story, which is slowly evolving into something that's pretty fun, I think. The players appear intrigued. And that's a Good Thing. Much yay-ness, and all that.

Also, I had to drive out to my parents' house tonight, to spend the evening with my older, Colorado-dwelling bro and his wife, who're leaving the country at 7 AM tomorrow morning. So there was that. Of course, for everyone who's been keeping track of my parking-space woes, this screwed everything up. I got myself a sweet spot right outside my window yesterday afternoon. And now? I'm parked several blocks away, in a spot that has to be vacated by 8 AM tomorrow morning, or I get a ticket. Sweet angels in heaven, is there no end to the torture? So I have to get up real early, and hope that there's parking in my street...or I'm facing another few days of parking-related stress and much running about and ballyhoo...and stuff.

G'night. I really need to sleep.  ¶ 23:34