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My living space is weird. The upstairs is painfully crowded, the downstairs is echoingly empty. Literally, it echos. A few last things to move out to the tent tonight, and we'll be camping out upstairs in exile through most of tomorrow. I have, like a genius, managed to pack my most vital art supplies in a drawer that is completely blocked in by other furniture. I did not discover this until I went to draw, of course. Now I've got art withdrawal pangs and I am ITCHING to finish Fantastrix. I didn't get my computer out all weekend, either - it's tucked away on my desk in the basement, so harder to pull out than it usually is. So, no art from me until Wednesday at the absolute earliest. I am going to try to get some writing done, but chances are... I won't.

I DID get the next Torn World installment up, hallelujah! You can read it at the site or at our Livejournal page.

Guppy and I went to the park and the grocery store, but I forgot to make bread in time. Our upstairs camp-out tomorrow may be a little odd. Lots of fresh veggies to eat, at least.

Today's photo is not a baby. It is a photo of 'romanesco,' or what Jake and I have been calling 'fractal broccoli*.' For obvious reasons!



That's all the time I've got! Probably won't blog again until I have a floor and my house is back in order, so I'll see you on the other side!


*Fractal Broccoli would be an AWESOME band name.