I has a Mac.

And it works. And I love it. :D

In other, not so happy news, my day SUCKED. A lot. I'm trying not to let people get to me, but after five or six different people have said the exact same thing over and over, it gets a little old. And I don't want to deal with it. Nor do I like cleaning up other people's messes. It's not like they can't clean as they go. I did, and I still do. Even if I'm running late. It makes things easier on myself. Sooooo much easier.

It just feels like I'm babysitting forty-year olds, right now. That's a problem. How come I have to be the professional one, and they don't? Seriously. The only good thing to come out of today's work day was getting to go home early. And that was it.

My back's out of whack again, I'm missing my SCA friends (again), and I seriously am disliking life right now.

I know, I'm griping. I'm sorry. It's just not something I do all the time. And I need to get it off my chest, that's all.

Well, I'm getting better. My voice is starting to go, but I can now keep food down. It's a trade-off I'll take. Meanwhile, it gives me time to work on the icon project for Queen's Prize. My current shopping list comes to $60, which just proves that I can do this inexpensively. A lot of the paints will get used for other things (other icons, mayhaps), and it's not like I'll use all of the gold leafing. At least, I hope I don't.

Meanwhile, I've been dealing ( with some unusual circumstances... )

Anyway, I'm going to go to bed. Maybe. Sleep is good.