Braids, plaid and comic books...

My weekend has been iiinteresting. Spent Saturday afternoon in CT with Jonathan, running errands, and visiting with Chris and my mother. Stopped by Buried Under to say hi and nab an Overstreet guide, as well as whatever comics were waiting in my subscription box. No new SIP yet. I pout.
Went and visited with Chris for a while, dropped off the old family videos he's graciously agreed to burn to DVD for me. He gave me Invader Zim. *happy noises*
Went home to hang out for a little while with my mom.. she was ill during the party, and had not yet met J. My dad was around, but he was being a lump, and Morgan and Raph were feeling sick, so they emerged from their pile of sleep in the basement only briefly. The afternoon was actually really pleasant. We had good conversations, and she understands where I am in all this, that I'm happier and more myself than I've been in years, and that I approach all the relationships in my life with a degree of seriousness some find off-putting. :P
Thankfully, everyone I'm currently involved with to any degree knows that about me and has accepted it, for good or ill.
I'm still a little stressed out and concerned about my friend's well-being... but word was sent through another, and if he read it then he knows I'm still here.

Aaaanyway... dinner at Shady Glen was nice.. mmmmm.. crispy cheese. :)
Went back up to MA, then to the party, which was a very good time. Lots of interesting people, the paintings up were fascinating, and dancing awhile with Allison was really nice, even though my thighs are killing me right now. Crashed at home, then got up around noon.. still not enough sleep.
Damn near fell asleep a few times this afternoon on the drive to work in VT, and I've had enough Earl Grey that I made it home ok, and I'll still be able to sleep pretty soon. Read my comics and crash time now. The newest issue of Dawn: Three Tiers is a really dark point in the arc.. Darrian and Death seeing eye-to-eye again. Good work, though.
I've got a series of images swirling around in my head these past few days that may just evolve into a new painting cycle, we'll see what kind of energy the spring gives me. I'm certainly looking forward to seeing things like leaves and young green shoots again. I'm thoroughly sick of the snow. I like New England a lot, it's home. But you can also have too much of a good thing. Time for flowering things to wake up.. crocuses at the very least. *sigh*

I go to sleep now, or at least make a valiant attempt.

Later.

-Me.

"I am unpredictable as the nervous park squirrel!" - I Feel Sick