the tragedy of the approaching end of the weekend

[incandescens]

Useful afternoon doing grocery shopping, but not really terribly productive. No, that's not fair: it did produce groceries.

Snowing when I woke up this morning, which turned into sleet, which turned into rain. Very grey and depressing.

I am inclined to burrow into my bed and not come out again. Alas. There is housecleaning to do tomorrow. And work on Monday.

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[archangelbeth]

*pats sadly*

[incandescens]

Ah well, it's been a nice quiet week.

(Even if I didn't manage to get the last chapter of Library written. Blush.)

[archangelbeth]

You had a full plate of Stuff, and as I recall, you were recovering from something or other at the beginning, and that always fries the brain.

I need to write a big ol' chunk on STUFF.