Okay, first of all, I can't believe that Thanksgiving is only 2 weeks away. What the fuck.
Yesterday I finished the building part of my newest bookshelf. I brought it upstairs and put crap on it with the intention of staining it when Casey does hers (next week, I hope). We'll see if I can make that happen.
This week is computer work, Vegas (Thurs-Sun) and trying to get the tech in the garage settled, finally. What that's going to entail, I'm not 100% sure, but it's at least one truck and a giant server rack. I also have to get stuff for the further organization of the PCW storage space, so there's that, too. Cable's gotta hang, I guess.
I got stood up yesterday for my tattoo shoot, and it's looking more and more like that's going to be the case again today - I'm making plans as if it's not going to happen, in fact. It's interesting how some models seem to make a commitment without any thought to what that means - as if they're ignorant of the planning and setup that goes into a shoot. Is it only lack of breeding that allows someone to be so self-absorbed? I bet there are environmental factors that play in, too - the spurned party usually doesn't say anything, leading the flaker to think it's perfectly fine.
Tangent, sorry. I'm off to work on new product details - fun times!