After 2 hours of fucking around, I was banging my head on the desk in frustrated anger (it's an artist thing). Bad enough to the point of Di telling me to calm down (turnabout, eh?). OK, smoke and caffeine and dive back in, and Bob's your uncle. So, filled with newfound calm and happiness, I post them to the web server, and feeling good, relax.
The web server goes down. *sigh*
I'm glad that I'm calmer, and that I tend to try and find the funny angle on things...it helps me find all this hilarious. Which is good, because it's getting ri-goddamn-diculous.