It occurs to me, sitting here at lunch and mooching free but very slow wifi, that I could have chaptered that last fic I posted. 20K words is a bit much for one post. Also, it means the full comment notification won't load, so every time I get a comment on the Ironsides fic, the email cuts off at "permission to speak disrespectfully of me to the men of your tribe."

Conference Week is aaaaaalmost over, and at least for me it IS over, since I didn't go to the company picnic. The rest of my department almost didn't either; despite two emails about the buses for the picnic leaving at 11:30, one of them sent at 11:15, at 11:25 everyone was still dicking around on the 20th floor, apparently unable to leave without someone leading the way. My poor ducklings.

I have a very full weekend of television scheduled. Except for a break to go to the Mary Poppins Sing-a-Long at the Music Box (FUCK YEAH ANIMATED PENGUINS) I'm staying inside. The one nice thing about being broke is that it gives you a wonderful excuse not to go anywhere. I wouldn't even leave to go to Mary Poppins except I bought the ticket six weeks ago.

Mmm, sloth.