Real Life...

Sunday, November 26, 2006 7:03 PM

...blows goats.

We're withdrawing from the house sale. We got our survey back. Words like 'damp' and 'woodworm'. Of course, the first words out of my mouth were 'We nearly paid money for this? On purpose?' Guess the previous folks didn't do a good enough survey themselves and now they've got themselves stuck with a money pit. Luckily husband is a 'belt'n'braces' type who insisted on an in-depth survey. So, I guess that means I'm stuck in a small house with inadequate dial-up and a desk in the hallway for the forseeable. Go-se.

Still, it means I can unpack some of my books and settle down to some quality weirdfic. The last chapter has been a pig. But big thanks to ArtemisPrime, who bullied me gently but unmercifully until I pulled my finger out. I'm too paranoid to have a beta, but I did bounce a few ideas around, and I know where I'm going (but I don't know where I've been, and I know what I'm knowing...sorry, channeling David Byrne for a second there).

I've said it before, I'm going to keep going until forcibly stopped here. My errant muse has been bundled back on a plane and returned (thanks StinkingRose ) so I guess i better get cracking, as it were.

You ain't read nothin' yet. It's cough medicine season. Let crackfic abound!

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