Publisher still hasn’t paid me. I’m owed many thousands. Now I’m getting desperate. I don’t think I’ll write more until they cough up the checks they’ve owed me for over a month.
Spent all day (just about) with election coverage on the tube behind me, playing Ultima IX: Ascention and listening to Saucer-Like on Washing Machine over and over again. I also drank way too much wassail. Nifty stuff. I doctored it with some extra cloves and nutmeg just for fun.
Counting is winding down on the tube.
The holidays are here. Things are pretty and a little sad…
Oh, shit! Homework! Once again, got to go.