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I am bloody exhausted. And I don't know why. This is mildly aggravating, but only mildly since the boyfriend is still in bed and therefore the only things I really have any interest in doing are playing Diablo 2 (which is evil and addicting) and making icons. And plotting out next month's novels. A little behind in Ultra Madness. Must work on that.

My life continues to be singularly uninteresting. The painting frenzy has died down somewhat, although I think I'll finish the first set of frogmen tomorrow. Need them for the game, after all. One frogman has been painted and sealed, though, even if I can't tell what the hell that is on that pointy thing on the top of his stick that has a dragonfly perched on it. It's like this pointy umbrella type thing with two straps dangling from it with things on them. I have no idea what it's supposed to be. It looks like flypaper.

Hell, they're frogmen, maybe it is flypaper. Or maybe, since he's got human heads dangling from his other hand, they're ears. Who knows.

Not me.