I was going to make this witty post about work and life and such, but now I can't be bothered and I've forgotten most of what I wanted to write about about anyway.
*le sigh*
I'm pretty much buried under work at the moment, but I only have two and a half weeks to go and then I'm on holiday until after the new year, woot! This of course means I very little time to do things like go Christmas shopping, but I do intend to knock the cards over over the weekend. therefore, if you haven't already provided your details so that you can be a recipent of a card from down under,
over here, speak now or forever hold your peace.
There was no Supernatural on my TV this week and then NCIS went and ripped my heart out tonight *wiibles* However Lew Ahsby completely rocked my world the other day and now I'm contemplating a 'Five People Lew Slept With and One He Didn't' type of fic, featuring a plethora of CKR's characters just because I think it'd be funky and kinda hot. I also watched a reasonably gripping episode of CSI last night and am toying with the idea of a mini West Wing marathon. I could use me some Josh and Donna banter right about now.
I seem to have lost my sewing mojo. Everything I touch turns to shite and I have all this fabric that I'm afraid to cut out lest I ruin it or chose a pattern that refuses to work. Doesn't the universe realise that I need some new summer frocks???
Mmm, bed time...