1044 words, on a Robin Hood crackfic which is seriously all RA' s fault.
Shall have to finish it tomorrow, as it's midnite and I need to finish this Irish mystery that
whatthefaith sent me, so I can make a valiant effort at my book club book over the weekend. The book (irish one tho book club book is pretty good so far too) is very good, the only problem is I've been listening to "Darcy's Donkey" from the new Gaelic Storm album a bit too much, and every time I see the words 'garda' and 'Donegal' I start to giggle.
*raises glass to Darcy's Ass*