(no subject)

I'm feeling ornery. Like, if I had a front porch and a front porch rocker, I might very well yell at kids to stay off my property right now kind of feeling. People started upsetting me for no very good reason, which I assume to mostly be a combination of not enough food or sleep and a little bit too much people.

The toaster might be willing to make me some toast, but it might not.

It gets kind of ornery sometimes.

We are the goon squad and we're coming to town, beep beep...

Our fashion designer debut at Girlfest was super fun. Thanks to star5 and thanks a whole bunch to everyone who agreed to model for us, especially so last-minute, and thanks to everyone who showed up or wished us well, and thanks to everyone who cheered for us and took our pictures. One of the stores involved told us we could sell our stuff on consignment if we wanted and a few people there gushed at us and told us we should make more stuff and open a store. Which is a nice thing to ponder... though it would be a lot a lot of work. But it's cool to hear such nice things, especially from total strangers.

I'm exhausted and still fighting off the grumpies a little. I haven't had enough time to myself lately, I think. s4 is making some food, and I'm looking forward to going to bed even slightly earlier tonight.

Bigwigs are touring my office tomorrow, so everything needs to look nice and neat, including me. Have to drag out the Nice Clothes.

Good night.