Right now I’m watching my husband and Veck’s boyfriend play Punisher on Xbox. This has to be one of the most fantastically violent video games I have ever seen. Way beyond the scope of Grand Theft Auto in any of its incarnations. So far we’ve seen a guy tossed into a woodchipper, a guy eaten alive by pirhanas, a guy burned alive in a crematory oven, the list goes on and on. We think the game’ll be pulled off the shelves very soon.

I’m also working on Corporal Flapjack’s Website for Chris and Sarah’s wedding gift. One of them, anyway, since I keep forgetting to GET them a gift. Yeah, I suck. Here’s the Corporal meeting Nathan. I’m trying to decide just how to do the site. Embedding Gallery…actually, I think I just figured it out. I can edit the sidebar of the html wrap in Gallery to show the php of a weblog we can use. Sweet! Yay for late night rambling. Anyrate, the Corporal’s site will be cool. Sarah and Chris have chronicled the journeys of Corporal Flapjack since his emancipation from the tundras of Cananada.

Life’s suddenly picked up a lot of speed. I have classes in Durham on Wednesdays now, so I spent the whole day there. Work just bumped up to 20 hours a week. Fencing three days a week. Then there’s this whole comic strip thing that a positive response I certainly didn’t expect. It’s certainly a fun project, re-learning how to draw, then learning the tools and techniques of coloring in Photoshop.

We also got a shitload of snow (two feet!). Revere, where Rena lives, got THIRTY SIX INCHES. For those of you who are math impaired (me) that’s three feet. THREE FEET. Veck’s nose would just be above that amount of snow…okay, she isn’t that short. But still. THREE FEET!

Okay, my ass has fallen asleep. The boys have commandeered the couch for their Xbox playing and the floor is hard even through the pillow.