Ow...Ow...Ow...Ow...Ow...Ow...Ow...Ow...Ow...Ow...
Holy fucking hellfire, was I in pain when I woke up. Shoulders and neck were making damn sure I knew how annoyed they were with me, and I'm not totally sure what for...they weren't THAT abused yesterday. Still, it's down to a dull roar, now. *whine*
Thanks to
stig_mata and
kitty_blackwell, I've found something that I'd dearly love to have: an MP3 player, built into the body of the ammunition magazine of Kalashnikov automatic rifle. It'll even fit just fine in the magazine slot of an AK, if you just happen to have one lying around. Beautiful...and makes me think of a 'project' that
savrille and I were talking about recently (which I still love the sound of).
I don't think I mentioned it, though I intended to, so I want to take a moment to shout out a big ol' "HELL YEAH" to
kespernorth, who got accepted to grad school. That kicks mucho buttock, m'man, I'm very happy for you and very proud of you!
Um, I had something else I was gonna say, but IM convos have made me forget it. Maybe later.
Thanks to
I don't think I mentioned it, though I intended to, so I want to take a moment to shout out a big ol' "HELL YEAH" to
Um, I had something else I was gonna say, but IM convos have made me forget it. Maybe later.