The thing on my foot was benign. Don't know what it WAS, but it's not going to hatch into some creepy alien pod monster, so I guess it's fine... Also the part that was left after the biopsy managed to pull out when I had to take the scab off, so it's really a non-issue now... and now I'll have a really funky circle scar in the middle of my foot...

On the art front: NOTHING. Not a damn thing. Well no, that's not true, I've gotten a skeleton frame down for that picture I still owe Leeta and I decided that I hated one of the pages I had sketched out for L&F and totally re-sketched it. But that's it. Didn't even show Leeta the new page, just described the two pages to her and she agreed that the new page was the better way to go. Talk about sad, eh? She didn't even have to see the original to tell me it was crap. LOL. Also I noticed a pretty obvious (to me anyway) difference in the art between the two pages. For the better, at least. It's likely not a single person other than me could even see the change without staring at the two pages for a long time, but I see it because I drew it. And I like it. Now if I could just get more done.

I took a really clear macro picture of the thing on my foot, mostly so I could see it better... But I think I'll be nice and NOT upload it, let you all keep your lunches down... It's super creepy-gross... I want Dr. Quack to cut it out, regardless of what the biopsy says it is.

Where is your Mother? Don't know, don't care.

Where is your Father? In bed, probably. In Canton, at the very least...

Do you like to swim? Very much so.

Do you need to return anyone's phone call? Nope.

Where were you born? Millington, TN.

Where do you keep your birth certificate? In the fire box, I'm pretty sure...

How many days until your birthday? A lot. Most of the year...

What is the closest orange object to you? A sleeve of orange Sunday newspaper bags that we use as dirty diaper receptacles.

Have you sneezed in the past hour? Nope.

How many books are in your room? One or two, my books are kept downstairs in my reading space, away from the baby's reach.

What did you last eat? Ugh... Over-cooked spaghetti and half a box of gobstoppers... I feel like crap now, btw...

Who is your favorite teacher of all time? My ceramics teacher, I guess. Can't remember her name...

Name one of your goals for this year? I don't know, my goals are kind of conditional on several variables...

What is the biggest trouble you have ever been in? I was accused of trying to burn down a school. I totally wasn't, btw, but no one listens to a ten year old who WAS playing with fire...

Did you cry because Michael Jackson died? Ha, no.

What does your 9th message on your phone say? Incoming or outgoing? I don't care enough to check. "LOL", probably...

Look to your left. What's there? The bassinet that we use as a changing table and the smaller of my two fish tanks.

How long does it take you to fall asleep? Depends.

Are you scared about the end of the world? Nope.

Is there a TV in the room you are in? Nope.

What are you looking forward to? Right now, sleeping.

What comes to your mind when I say red? Crayons.

What other language do you want to be fluent in? Working on Spanish right now, will move to Russian after that, and will hopefully learn Japanese after that... Then maybe Chinese, if there's a reason to...

Do you crack your neck often? About a million times a day.

Do you usually hold your pee for a long time? Only if I have to.

Is it possible to lick your elbow? No, and if you do, I'll hit you.

Worst feeling in the world? Explosive, laxative-induced diarrhea when you are still 10 blocks from the nearest toilet, while in your nicest pants because they were the only ones that were clean and not being able to move quickly due to the foot of snow atop an inch on ice on the ground.

What's your current favorite commercial? Ummm... I don't know...

Name something you think is pointless? A sphere. Ah ha ha ha ha! I don't know, I'm to tired to really think right now...

Favorite fast food restaurant? Uh... Taco Bell, I guess... Not a huge fan of fast food, usually makes me sick.

Have you ever been in a fist fight? Nope. Almost got into a knife fight with my mother once though...

Would you consider yourself as a pyro? Not anymore, I guess...

Did you have a weird dream last night? I don't remember.

Do you wish at 11:11? Nope.

Do surveys really cure boredom? Not always...

Ashke slipped on some ice on friday while carrying the baby to the car and fell down a couple stairs. The baby is fine, was only cranky that she'd been woken up, but Ashke managed to fuck up all the soft tissue on the lower left side of his back. So we had to take him to the ER to make sure he hadn't gotten any kidney damage from the fall, which he didn't, thankfully but all the muscles back there are pretty royally screwed right now. They have him on four different meds, two painkillers, a muscle relaxer, and a tranquilizer so that he can't screw it up while it's supposed to be healing, but they make him so damn dumb. LOL He gets super retarded when he takes them and just wanders aimlessly around the house, well, gimps aimlessly anyway, but overall he's kind of just in the way all day. He wants to help around the house, but the inability to lift, bend, twist, or reach kind of makes him useless, so he ends up underfoot all day... Oh well, it's only for another month or so... I hope...

Baby went to sleep early yesterday and I thought "I'll go down stairs and draw while she's sleeping and Ashke is out with the nerd squad" got some snackies, moved the monitor down, got comfortable and decided that I wanted to re-draw one of the sketched pages of L&F because I didn't really like how the original looked and managed to get Keu'deh's head, that's it, nothing else, on the paper before she started yelling bloody murder over the monitor. So I run like hell back upstairs to find out whats wrong and she's playing with her feet looking around all cutesy, grinning like mad at me, totally awake. Little brat. LOL