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My parents and I headed home at about 1 P.M. yesterday. Was hoping the whole time that we'd be home at a decent hour, but we got home half before ten.

Early on during the ride home, Mom showed me this newspaper article that Brian found, about a software company called Aspiritech which specializes in hiring autistic people regardless of any traits that might make them otherwise unemployable.

At some point, Mom wanted to eat dinner at some seafood restaurant. We found two of them in Delaware, but they didn't exactly look promising. So, instead, we ate out at this burger bar called The Dog House, where I ordered a meatball hero and a cookie. Dad asked me where cookies were on the menu, and I told him that they were in some plastic case near the entrance, priced for 80 cents apiece.

Should've brought this legal pad that Grandma gave me the previous day, which had since been sitting right by my bed. I brought it up with Mom while we were eating, and she gave me a sheet of scrap paper once we got in the car. I guess maybe that's even better, because it was still more than enough to jot down what came to mind before I became tired.

So, even though it turns out that we had planned to leave Virginia yesterday rather than today like I previously thought, Mom is still having the day off from work today.

What did I say this time?

(Yuichi, from Kanon. First scene in the second to last episode.)

It's only been several months since I reconciled with nanashi-no, and somehow, I managed to piss her off again. This time, she has taken me off her commission list, blocked me from contacting her through DeviantArt, and taken down the three pics that she worked on for me. (Good thing I have all three pics still on my computer, plus Milfeulle's pic hosted on Anime GTS World.) I sent her an email, but I doubt she'll actually reply to me.

What I asked for, was a re-draw of Saga, this time with her bikini bottom corrected, but also with more clear emphasis on her being a giantess than in the (previously) existing two pics. She sketches it out and emails it to me, I ask that her bikini bottom be fixed, and optionally, that there be a ship passing behind her legs, or even some people watching her from one. (I should note that this time, she was in a body of water near a city.) I did link her to another bikini girl pic, though, but it wasn't any more objectionable than what she worked on. And, that was it with her.

Admittedly, a city would be even less appropriate a setting to place her in than at a beach, so maybe it's actually for the better that this particular pic not be hosted. Still, I don't get it. It's not even like I asked for anything sexual this time. She never told me what I said to push her; she just shut me out of her life without even saying a word, just like that.