Gracious me, I am so flippin’ tired. Beware random silliness!
Wrote two sentences on Joss-editing notes. That counts as working on it. Made the kid clean up, and washed every dish in the house. Took a quickie nap.
Have this overwhelming urge to write pr0n, only that urge usually comes with characters and this time it didn’t, so meh.
In farewell, please ask yourself, when next life has you in a quandary, that most important of questions: What Would Zorro Do?
Exeunt!