Wil is feeling better again. I say this is a good thing, as happier people around me make me happier as well. I know what it feels like to have the shit pile up and smother your funny — no good comes from this.

3 days before I have to start writing like a mofo.

3.5 days before I fly off to Portland.

Painted lead today for pretty much the first time since we moved to the new house. Good stuff; I’m very pleased. One of the figs has such a great face — it looked like it could simply clear its throat and starting giving me painting tips — and I didn’t screw up painting it’s eyes, which is great. Can’t wait to use em.

Me <- Geek.