Caffeine: morning cup
Evil Calories: pancakes for breakfast (but they were oatmeal pancakes. That's not so bad.)
Reality TV: something vile on Vh1
I would just like to take this opportunity to announce that I am still a huge Firefly geek, the geekiness being roused last night with the Sci-Fi channel's airing of Serenity. And as with all viewings of anything Firefly related, I feel a bubbling sense of rage that people will sit and watch wadded, festering piles of crap like Heroes, while a brilliant, intelligent, well written show like Firefly gets canned. Me no get it. And I also hate the fact that Nathan Fillion hasn't had a decent job since that show. In fact, no one but Summer Glau seemed to bounce back. And I love Joss Whedon with all my heart, but he went and killed off Wash and Shepherd in the movie, so even if all us fans threw in twenty bucks to bring the show back, it wouldn't be the same.
Okay, sorry, enough of the geekiness. On to writing...
If all goes well, and nothing catastrophic happens, like my head falling off or the planet colliding with the sun, I will be finished with my book by the end of the month. Possibly before. I'm at the point where I can sort of, kind of, almost catch a glimmer of the finish line in the headlights. That's much better than seeing nothing but roadblocks and giant, hairy, soul-eating yetis.