Today:

Me: Dammit, I broke my alarm clock. That happens at least once a year. Stupid bunk bed.

Roommate, enthusiastically: Your life is so interesting! Something like that would never happen to me!

Website update (fic)

mikes_grrl has craftily destroyed my peace of mind, so I did something obsessive to get my zen-like calm back, and finally uploaded my odd piece of Appearances-based method writing to my website.

I also added a short teaser for the Farscape fic I'm currently writing to the Farscape fic page (scroll down, it's the one titled 'Dead Man's Jacket'), and fixed an Americanism and an embarrassing typo in Names.

Oh, yay.

Because we so badly needed *another* apocalyptic threat.

ETA: Ah, I see the article is eight years old. I wish I could be certain that that means that the problem is now under control, but somehow I lack that confidence...