Between then and now.
Eduardo Monteaz - either failed to kill us all, or (more likely) didn't bother trying. Also didn't reveal his true identity, leaving us all to endure a thoroughly pleasant evening of eating, drinking and talking bollocks. The bastard.
Track slag - we fitted more red bits to make it go faster.
We haven't had an opportunity to see how much faster the new springs and anti-roll bars actually make it go; but the lower ride height does make it easier to access disintegrating bits of engine, so it's still some sort of progress.
Mouses - due to Megatron's increasingly more psychotic tendancies, he and Barton went through a trial seperation. This was followed by a very brief trial reunion, followed by a permanent separation. Stupid mouses.
Gigs 'n' that - many. Harvey Milk, Trash Talk, Bastions, Kylesa, Eyehategod, Baroness, Karma To Burn and countless support acts. It's been a tinitus filled couple of months.
Toy soldiers - more orkses happened. My stormboyz were so cripplingly bad at the doubles tournament that I decided to paint a few more.
Kommandos cost almost twice as much as normal boyz without being very much better, so they're a must.
A few extra nobz give me more options when it comes to deciding what to waste my points on.
And a trukk should allow my warboss and his drinking buddies to get almost twice as far across the board before they get exploded to pieces.
Next on the list of things to do; lootaz.
And that's about it.
Oh, except for the fact that I'm living in New Zealand for the next three months.
