Better.
Chana Masala: good. Nothing like belly-warming comfort food to improve one's outlook.
Quotes from 2 of 3 electricians re: lights, FINALLY: good. Third is last-chance-due tomorrow. *squint*
Decent quote from possible holiday party venue (one preferred by VP and definitely appealing to yours truly, not least of all because I've been to its old digs and loved it, and because I'm currently reading about Paris in the '20s and that's its theme): goooooood. They have, on their drink menu, lychee martinis, Pernod, champagne cocktails (how very Montparnasse!), and some excellent beer, among other things. I am pleased. Ritzy place. Might even be a good idea to brush up on my conversational French. :D Sample entree: Moules au lard et a la Maudite, which is Atlantic mussels steamed in strong Québec ale with smoked bacon. YUM. Donnes-moi! Hopefully this is what we're going with... but the dates aren't ideal (though IMO, they're workable). We'll see. Other quotes are due this week.
There is fic. It needs a quick tense-and-sense beta, but the important thing is to get out of this stupid posting rut and move forward. It's standalone, from a plot bunny that's been rattling around my head for a while: child!Ethan so pre-series, short, no smut, PG-13. Would anyone be interested in taking a quick look at it for me, please pretty please? *bats eyelashes* *bakes pie* *flashes boobs* (Hey, whatever works.)