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Pick three different angry Worf sounds and you've got the right idea. Anyway, while being steeped in the dork side has been awesome lately (two RPG victories in 14 hours), everything is otherwise going straight to hell.  Mom lost her job out of the blue, so we're right back into survival mode again.  Everything has been exacerbated by some...really bizarre repair work to out AC unit.  It actually is putting out the best performance I've observed in 10 years, but it's literally held together by foil tape and a trash bag.  So now she's decided to start a war with our landlord instead of trying to find employment.  She of all people should know

Now that that's out of my system. Things are still going fairly well.  I haven't really done anything artsy by any means lately (except a mailbox stand prototype, that somebody thought was teleported in, lulz). I dunno, to be honest; I can't get things in gear at all, not even another dumb pic of my plushie or anything.  I thought about posing her with the current game to grace my blog, but I can't get the nerve for some stupid reason. Well, at least some fellow dork side users have appeared at work.  I had a reasonably intelligent discussion about games and D&D and stuff.  Now if we could all stop being hermits.