The work day is over. I was actually doubtful it ever would end.
Tonight's projects include finishing up the website update and participating in whatever sort of gaming activities S-Moe has in mind.
So I finally got Casey to talk to me, but he got distracted pretty quickly; I think Stan was doing something naughty to him. But I do have the briefest of snippets from which to work:
( rainy coziness )I think it's going to be quiet and introspective as a lead-in to the massive Monday morning transition piece that is giving me fits. I take a moment yet again to gnash my teeth in
carolinecrane's general direction. When she's writing, she's
writing. When I'm writing, I'm lucky for a page a day.
Ah, well. Such is life, I guess.