have managed to keep arms attached to body after long and exhaustive library search for final paper. now have large pile on the floor that is very intimidating. given: will trip over bloody things more than once this weekend.
aahh, yes, the weekend. not really. will be shopping for food tomorrow and that's the extent to which i will see the great outdoors. and if work itself wasn't enough, all these reviewers suddenly get up off their arses to beg me for new chapters. people i've never heard of too... and i am reluctantly forced to find a plot for amelia to putter 'round in. loverly. grr as emerson would say.
needless to say, tgif.