I do adore the fact that so long as I avoid Jack Daniels I do not get hang overs. Last night's dreams features Cosmo and Wanda from the Fairly Odd Parents and Midna from Zelda Twilight Princess... proof that I should not put any importance whatsoever into my fucked-up unconscious mind.
Back to better, by which I mean not pulling my hair out, things. 5 days till we get Daxter, though I can't get ahold of the breeder lady and that's a bit concerning. I need to type an astrological profil...
