I've been meaning to link people to some of these for a while, but I tend to forget.
Pictures for sad children, a webcomic: http://picturesforsadchildren.com/index.p
Surviving the World, which Kate linked me to today, also a webcomic: http://survivingtheworld.net/Lesson1.htm
eBooks @ Adelaide, a site with out-of-copyright classics books that are actually easy to read, and you don't even have to belong to the uni to see them: http://etext.library.adelaide.edu.au
And that'll do me for now. Although if you have any webcomics you like, let me know in the comments, if you feel like it.
I'm being climbed on by a tiny cat. (Well, actually, it's now perched on my shoulder, purring. Oh the dog moved. Not purring any more. Curses.)
It's my mum's cat, anyway. A lilac point Siamese kitten. (The dog's hers too.) She was told it was a boy, but we think it might be a girl. I have one or two half decent pictures I took last night but I'll try to get some more today, now that it's a bit more settled in.
She's going home on Sunday and taking the cat with her. I'll miss it. ;_;
Aw. It's a nice way to spend a horrible rainy day, let me tell you.
That is all.
(Certainly not drawn by me, as you will see if you click on it, and I characterise Herodotus rather differently, but it still pretty much sums it up.)
I know it's sort of cheating to just change your resolution halfway through, but I think somehow I'll deal. My resolution for this year was to write a thousand words a day, and while I was able to keep that up for January, during February it sort of... well, it died. I'm blaming TAFE, really, but whatever my excuses are it's become apparent to me that I just can't do it.
So the new resolution is to write two thousand words a week. (Watch that get changed to 1500, then 1000...) That'll start next week, which coincidentally is also the start of March. Let's see if I can keep this one up.
I was thinking about the colour scheme I want for Boris' hooves so I did a search for unicorn hooves (next time I'll just search for unicorn pictures). First of all, along with my results, I got: did you mean 'what is jelly made of'? Did you mean 'what is gelatin made of'?
...No unicorns in my gelatin, please.
Then: unicorn poetry, the link here for posterity.
Also: unicorn psychology.
...Aaargh tiny unicorns on my cursor!
In other news... I have to put my display up on Tuesday. I guess I should start actually doing something about it then.
Oh, he rambles alright, but there's no structure. Or anything other than him rambling. And it all makes no logical sense. I know it's not meant to be fabulous, considering it's a NaNo, but it would be nice if there was a kind of sense to it. I guess it's because I'm making him recount events as they happened instead of just letting him comment on whatever he feels like.
Oh well. (3900ish words, by the way.)