hanging my tomorrows on the bones of yesterday

Now that I've got private reminders to myself about things to do for CMA Samhain, I'd just like to leave a notice that I'm only slightly sunburned and a bit heat-stricken. It's not bad, no sympathy is needed. I just wish I had reigned in on my intoxication. I'd have been fine otherwise, but dealing with alcohol metabolism and heat together is a motherfucker. That will not be stopping me from making batches of pomegranate mead to take to the fall event however. And scumble for Camp Kallisti, who deserve the best that golden apples can give. ;)
xenoix_13 and I had a set of conversations in the car that will be the basis of much drama, but it'll all come right in the end. For group notice: If you wish to hit on me, please do not be nice to Xenoix only because you like me. If you like Xenoix for himself, please seek him out separately, as he finds it creepy and uncomfortable to think that the only reason someone pays him attention is out of deference to me.

Hail and welcome to any new additions to the friends-list, and feel free to bother me online at any time.