(Also, yes, Wolf!Guy in particular needs his proportions adjusted - they're _always_ off in the initial sketches I do - and I will look into that later on. These sketches are basically "straight off the pad", so you're seeing them at an even earlier stage than usual.)

"Your tail is magnificent and all that, but do you really want to get depressurised, uh, down there?"

... trying a full reboot of my box to see if that helps...

,,, and here is crash number 3!

I was kinda tempted by a late-night filter coffee though, not gonna lie!

... and Fatboy Slim just blew up a refrigerator, so that's a thing that happened. And no, it makes no more sense 27 years later than it did at the time!

Hmmm. I didn't actually know that Natalie Imbruglia had more than one song, so I guess I learned something tonight.

Admittedly a bit of an "eh" one so far - apparently this was an off week back in '98 - but we'll see what comes up.

I recently got a tripod for similar reasons - it will definitely make some photography stuff easier

I'll admit that I still haven't quite lost that reaction where I feel a little lurch in my stomach when I see their email address in my inbox, though 🙃

Also, it's predictable-but-bizarre that that they're still behaving like this, even though I have no further commercial relationship with them and they have no more direct power over me. Power trippers gonna power trip, I guess!

A definite dragon moment!

It happens so often that I'm actually half-convinced that my skewball neural wiring may have "swallowing" and "breathing" somehow cross-linked.

I do feel a bit guilty sometimes getting so much delivered, but when this is the alternative? Well? What is to be done?