Let's see, made some small changes at the farm, but made it so it's possible for Ray to get himself to and from the toilet. This is the first step towards my getting my life mostly back. Yeah, happy times. Speaking of the farm and family, Brandon's funeral is Saturday, and I don't think I'm gonna go. Funerals are morbid, depressing, and pointless, IMHO. Shawn (Brandon's older brother) is not handling all this well at all. He went from very sad to incredibly angry, and then got drunk and suicidal the other night. He'll heal, it'll just take time.
Home-wise, things are...like they usually are. Not much in the way of change, and that's probably good. Dianna's still talking about moving, and I'm still not crazy about it. Still, if things go well, we may have chaosreality join us as a room-mate, to help him get away from
City of Heroes is going along at it's usually pace. I've been born-again Stalker, and my little blade-wielding Ghost Shrimp is one of my top favourite characters ever, and is my highest-level villain. My storm/psi defender Juice Lord has not been forgotten, though...and I could go on, but most of you don't care. Meanwhile, I've quasi-taken over the re-creation/recruitment of an old SG, which I wasn't planning to do, but there you go.
Yes, still reading plenty of comics. Recently discovered Thunderbolts, and enjoying it a lot. Anyone else reading the new Wonder Woman series? Am I the only one that is already tired of the uber-feminist tack they're following? It's like that friend you have that won't shut up about their favourite subject; it's not that you disagree, you're just fuckin' sick of it and wish they'd shut up, or at least talk about something else.
Well, I better get a move on. I promised Ray I'd come out early today. *sigh*