Do you want to know how cold it is in Minnesota right now? My house was built in 1916 and the kitchen sink is on an exterior wall, right against a window. When I got home last night...there were ice crystals in my dishsoap. Yeah. That's the point where it's too cold for me.
I heard from Q last night for the first time in a while. Apparently, for reasons known only to himself, he decided it would be a good idea to concoct an actual recipe for a Pan Galactic Gargle Blaster. I'm not precisely sure why he wanted to have his brains smashed out with a slice of lemon wrapped round a gold brick, but he seemed pretty happy with the process.
And finally, for my public accounting of what I (failed to) get done last night! I did get my grocery shopping done, and I did make a nice big pot of vegetable soup which turned out fairly well. However, by the time I got done putting that on to cook and eating dinner, it was 10:35 pm. And then I got online and got distracted by the Mini Cooper Clubman. Have you seen this, people? I mean...it's awesome. I so cannot afford one, but I want one. I want want want. Like, as Sylar is to braaains, I now am to the Mini Cooper Clubman.
Um. Okay. Distracted myself yet again. I did almost finish the story I was working on. I really like the beginning, I like the end fairly well, but there's one scene in the middle I'm not happy with. And it has to be there, but it really slows things down. So I spent a huge chunk of time fiddling with it, and I think I've finally fixed it, but I want to re-read it while I'm awake (and not distracted) to make sure. (Red Dwarf reviews? Nothing. Grrrrr.)
So there is my post of partial-fail! Now I am off to put together a bunch of data that was just requested from me by co-workers. Ugh.