not really bookkeeping

2 turnips lobbed out this morning.

I have somewhat mixed feelings about email submissions, but it does allow one to get that lovely glow of accomplishment without having to leave the house.

Also actually GOT SOMEWHERE on the necklace story I have been wrestling with since last WisCon. I don't have a choke-hold on the slippery little weasel yet, but at least I've got contact.

All progress is good progress.

(Thank you, rliz, for loving my fennec.)

GIP

I am feeling, for various reasons, the need for a Don't fuck with me icon.

So please meet Illya Kuryakin.

And his shotgun.