It stung like a bitch, yes.

Today, I believe I was flaked on. This displeases me. Someone's going to be harmed.

In other news... there's not much other news. I got a wrist tattoo yesterday, as you may have noticed. It is hot and awesome forever. Well, for several years, until the more-or-less constant exposure to the sun causes it to fade, at which point I will either be rich enough to touch it up without worry, or a soulless corporate automaton. Even money, really.

I de-sprued and primed all my Warhammer 40K mans. I also picked up an Eldar Codex... I wanted to see what a Codex is like, and while Eldar are not my mans of choice, they are the creatures that sing to Paul in his dreams, so I figured it would go to use haunting him when I was done. I know, I am evil.