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I'm really not sure what I want to do with the rest of my day. ... well, okay, what I really want to do is marathon another story arc of Wiseguy (which has swallowed my heart and soul), but my sister is thoroughly burned out on it, so we'll be watching something else tonight. And she's at work anyway. I don't want to read more of the book I'm currently reading because I have a very strong feeling from the none-too-subtle foreshadowing that it's going to kill off my favorite character and stomp on my heart with pointy-toed boots. The SGA crack story from hell is finally done and posted, so I never have to think about it again. (I quite liked writing it; it's just that I thought it was NEVER GOING TO END.) I always fall into "don't feel like doing anything" mode when I finish a story. Maybe I'll work on original fiction. Or write some meta or something for Wiseguy, because I really adore those guys right now.
Oh yeah, and we're in the middle of a snowpocalypse, apparently. The winter storm that buried the Midwest is sweeping over us now; people were talking about 2 feet of snow at the grocery store last night, but they're only forecasting 6-10 inches today. Still, it's snowing heavily, and since we have food and DVDs, I can enjoy the beauty of it without worrying too much about the side effects. I just hope my sister doesn't have trouble getting home from work.
Maybe I'll make some more tea and watch the snow fall.
Oh yeah, and we're in the middle of a snowpocalypse, apparently. The winter storm that buried the Midwest is sweeping over us now; people were talking about 2 feet of snow at the grocery store last night, but they're only forecasting 6-10 inches today. Still, it's snowing heavily, and since we have food and DVDs, I can enjoy the beauty of it without worrying too much about the side effects. I just hope my sister doesn't have trouble getting home from work.
Maybe I'll make some more tea and watch the snow fall.

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