intarwebbing steal my brain

You ever read a fic and it's fun and nice and all, but it starts tasting a bit like a very good paint-by-numbers kit long before you get to the end? I just finished one like that. It leaves one feeling a bit unsatisfied, or disappointed, or possibly jaded.

In other news, our condo will be back on the market tomorrow. Which, you know, good and bad. We have to go back to living in a showcase.

Today was ridiculously busy at work, and I dropped the ball on a couple of things. I don't know if I could have kept up if there were two of me, though. Stuff will adjust and get sorted, eventually.