hmpf

Not quite enough time to go home; enough, though, to go to a Vietnamese restaurant for something hot, sweet, greasy & cheap (some sort of fried fruit is usually the cheapest thing on the menu - and it was just the thing for me in today's awful weather! *g*), and spend a bit of time working on Back to the Future. Fittingly for a fic involving nuclear war, it's started to grow unexpected appendages... I'm in uncharted territory now. So far, the going is good, with no blockages in sight. Wish me luck! - Also, I discovered Sam is still mildly suicidal. Emphasis on 'mildly', though. He'll be fine.