The
fic is done -- it was supposed to be a silly little thing with Sheppard being badass and turned into a 22,000 word monster where Sheppard doesn't do much except get embarrassed by Ronon. It's totally self-indulgent. And I have absolutely no idea what to do next apart from go back and work on QH or maybe start my
sg_flyboys thingie.
I am now the proud owner of a cookie press that looks like a caulk gun but will allegedly spit out cookies in eighteen different shapes. (I have the urge to try it with mashed potatoes.) And a gift certificate to a
store I've never been to because Best Friend thinks I should make desserts more often bling up my kitchen. And a book I'm very interested to read once the
current doorstop is done. And
ileliberte made me a drawing even though I was very annoying during the writing process of the aforementioned fic. Pretty good haul. Pretty good friends. Not that there is a direct correlation between the two.
I signed up for
seperis's DVD commentary thingie again. I've signed up before and nobody's yet been daft enough to make the attempt. I suspect I might be secretly relieved about that -- the commentary on my stories would be "and this is where I had to go google the military acronyms" and "this is where I realized that my favorite canon character wasn't going to be a major player" and "man, she has run-on sentences, doesn't she?" and it would all be terribly disheartening.
For the record: while 96F was acceptable this afternoon while lazing poolside in a bikini, 90F (32C) is not so acceptable at 2130.