Flyers.

So even though I'm still deathly ill, even though I worked a full shift at my proletariat job until after closing, I dragged myself out to find a Kinko's that was open, run off some copies of a flyer for my reading, and make it to Capitol Hill sometime around midnight. I dropped off some flyers at Aurafice, taped a big one up in their window, and staggered over to the Mercury, hoping I wouldn't infect anyone there with my Martian Death Cold.

Not that my whirlwind flyby visit to the Mercury was without its pleasures -- chief among them being the dear little rivethead busker boy outside with his accordion (!) who played New Order for me when I tipped him a dollar; getting to dance to Seven Nation Army, of all things, with the always charming ajka; getting to see (and pet) the dress I picked out for m_cobweb at the last thrift-store expedition; spotting someone I thought was windbourne until I noticed she had short hair, who in fact turned out to be .

But.

My point is, and I do have one, I was out busting my cute little butt tonight for the sake of my Art. When I should have been home, in bed, dying.

Whereas you have done nothing!

That's right. I'm not feeling the love here, people. Here it is, only one week until the socio-cultural event of the Halloween season, and only one of you has posted a link graphic to my reading like I asked you to. (Thanks, lt_howitzer!)

I can only assume that this is because you all secretly hate me and hope that I die.

(Special shout-out here, though, to ajka, who agreed to take some of my flyers to the Vogue. She will be spared when I call down my horrible army of elder gods and giant robots.)

treebyleaf.

(Hard to believe I've never used that as a subject line before.)

Yesterday was the eight-week mark after treebyleaf's surgery. Eight weeks was how long her doctor told her to take to recover fully, so yesterday marked a great amount of freedom for her; the last of her dietary restrictions, exercise restrictions, and other physical limitations gone at last.

I spent a perfectly lovely morning with her. Yesterday was also retcon's homecoming, from his jaunt off to Mozilla Firebird, Arizona. As a double celebration, he took us and hetaera15 out to dinner for Lombardi's garlic festival, which was most excellent.

Today, treebyleaf was able to return to work at JoAnn Fabrics, where she's been much missed.

Here's a picture. This is outside our hotel room in Bend, Oregon. She's surrounded by all of the myriad flowers her friends and family showered on her while she was recovering there.

Since I'm the one with a scanner, she wanted me to post this, with much love to you all.