How was your weekend?

Mine was pretty good. Busy as hell, but good. Spent my time in Wales, trying to pack a weeks' worth of cuddles into two days... Between attending weddings, Motocross and watching the Rockstar Cousin, we didn't get all that much time to ourselves.

Saturday morning. I think we both look adorable. Well... Beloved looks good enough to nibble on and I'm just there for the hell of it.

Note: I'm wearing a dress.
That sure as hell doesn't happen often. I've found it's very difficult to be clumsy in a dress without showing more of yourself than publicly acceptable. But with the help of semi-darkness and a strategic scarf, I think I managed to avoid any embarrasing displays.

Left Wales at 5.55am this morning, on the London Euston train. It's getting harder and harder to leave. Each time I think I die a little bit more...

Lookie... New Icon.

I just HAD to add the flashy animation bit to it. Wasn't geeky enough as it was.

Its 1am. I'm wide awake, and in no fit state to do any work. My thoughts are currently jumping like crazy. If I even attempted to program/thesis I'd end up with some whacked out document that would make Mr Supervisor reassess his opinion of my sanity.

Not like he already thinks I'm a space case, or anything.... But there's no need to convince him of the fact.

One minute I'm pondering my fic, which is finally finished, wondering if I shouldn't edit a few pages... I honestly think that the fight scene isn't realistic enough. Needs blood.

The next second, I'm doing some nutty personality quiz. I discovered that I wear PJ's to bed, and that the "what weirdo are you" quiz is broken. I dont really think I need some computer program to define what weirdo I am, anyway.

Then, inspired to write a "Doyle Review" on "Chain of Fools" which I hired out tonight on the OneDollar Tuesday deal.
It was very much like an american "lock stock".
Elijah Wood was a hitman.
Enough for a giggle, but not all that memorable.

Then, I wander over and check out how many new members Ringbearer has now. ITs been open less than 24 hours, and we now have 61 Registered Members. Huh. 5 minutes ago we only had 58.

Then, I get inspired to upload 30 new TTT images, then loose motivation as soon as the FTP program opens itself.

Eh.

Face fuzz, or not - I dont think anybody else on earth could look this adorable while imitating a 6 y/o boy.
More images right about here

Dom "..... and I'm on tip-toes......"

(This image taken at ComicCon in August)