Craig's sold the Mustang. As of tomorrow, I am officially minus a car because he'll be using the Nissan to get to and from work. No more errand running for me. One more thing taken care of, and about a jillion yet to go. :)
I've been attacked by another plot bunny *bangs head on desk*. Evil, evil, evil. Why does it do it to me when I already have 2 WIP's in progress? And this one's for another all-human AU, which means I now have *four* waiting to be written. Think futuristic rock opera with lots of sex. I'm thinking smutty, and bloody, and frenetic, with creepy bad guys and skanky femme fatales. I even know some of the chapter titles and such. I am a sad, sad person.
For people who've been nominating at LLGA, thanks so much for your support. However, when I post the next update tomorrow (and I'm over 225 nominations already), and you don't see the story you nominated, that's because I've had to toss a lot of noms for not following the rules in this last batch for some reason. Don't let that put you off. Just read through the rules and try again. :)
Had a lovely dream about meeting James last night. Translation: lovely=smutty. I'm always single in these dreams, go figure. :) And you know what? Libraries can be plenty sexy places, given the proper circumstances. ;)
OK, off to go see what the screaming is in the other room. Hopefully, all limbs will still be attached to two certain children...