Let it be known that I am still a fantastic worker. When the truck guys are telling you you killed a delivery, you killed a delivery. I know it's just grocery store work, but it was also three pallets of way too much wine I did all on my own. I carry that fucking department.

I set up a WAMP stack on my home server (which consists of a netbook :marf:) to serve up a beta version of cammy.somnol, for my use and to prove to friends I really am working on cool shit for this site. I hesitate to link to it because the pages are wildly unfinished, but the port is 1998, if you know my home IP. (And that's easy to find if you ping the Somnol Radio subdomain. I'm ~doxing myself~, ooh.) You can also check my profile on Discord, if you have my private account added.

I've been really excited about sitebuilding lately and getting this damn site filled out, and believe me, there is a lot coming back from the old site but better, and a lot brand new you'll enjoy. I've already been showing people the half-finished pages (like I said before, text is usually finished, they just need drawings) and they're getting a great response, so hopefully I'll get the graphics done for them and push it all to main at long last.

I'm also collaborating with Caby for her school final! We're finally doing a "my writing, her art" thing involving some Pennyverse lads and the Somnolescent Multiverse. It's coming out surprisingly good, and I hope there's digital copies so Caby and I can share it with you when it's all done and popping. Have some Gonzos (he's only a bit part, this one involves Kevin and Theophrastus the Apricot Bay librarian, mainly) and a snippet of the story:

It's a pretty nice turnaround from a couple days ago. I've long been a Failure fan, but the lyrics of "Heliotropic" were a pretty literal description of my early Saturday morning. No, I wasn't in the throes of heroin addiction, but it was pretty despondent either way. Realized I needed to make a few changes, hop off Blips for a bit (I will return shortly), and figure out what's been killing my mood and desire to do much these past few months. Think I miss making all sorts of stuff, music and Quake maps and goofy stories especially, so that's my goal. Whatever I'm idly fantasizing about in the shower is what my focus shall rest on.

Christ, I need to start updating this more. I never feel like I have much to say until I sit down to write an entry, and then it turns out I can't fit it all unless I bloat it to hell. More info on my forthcoming trip to Wales and some other fun stories of getting awkwardly discovered by adults in my life soon!