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-Гесер звонил. Только что.
-Чего он хочет? -быстро спросила Светлана.
-Ничего особенного. Просил сегодня выйти на работу.
-Антон, я что-то почувствовала. Что-то нехорошее. Ты согласился? Идешь на работу?

"Gesar called. Just a moment ago."
"What does he want?" Svetlana asked quickly.
"Nothing special. He asked me to turn up for work today."
"Anton, I sensed something. Something bad. Did you say yes? Are you going to work?"

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Maybe I'll have some house news today, yes? Seriously, the longer this drags on, the more I worry about something fucking else going wrong. ... like reaching into your bag of apples and grabbing the SQUISHY HALF-ROTTEN ONE EW OH FUCK GROSS. Ahem.

Holy shit, Grimm. Just. Holy shit. Also, what the hell is with the opening credits and why are they so sucky? Apart from the fact that we're entering Eric as a complete and utter fucking psycho? That's way less humanity than I expected he'd start out with, and yet at the same time lumping him in the basement with Sam and Johnny suddenly makes exactly right sense. Renard... On the one hand I want to do all the 'oh honey' and pet him and on the other hand... something. But fucking hell Renard, why are you trusting the Hexenbiest at all, let alone enough to probably end up drinking anything she gives you? Don't do that. That way lies ickiness. Nick is slowly getting more badass, although I trust his mother about as far as I can throw the trailer. That was a decidedly Gollum-esque look she had, as Anna said, when he showed her the coins. Which, REALLY, NICK? Your mother waltzes back into your life after almost 20 years, you have no idea where she's been, you're just going to show her all your damn secrets? Mostly this episode just raised further questions. Thought it also made me want to cuddle Renard. Then again, almost anything makes me want to cuddle Renard. The man is very touchable. Not that I think anybody but one person on my flist cares about spoilers at this point, either because of not watching or because of originally not caring, but it's possible?

So. We'll see how the day goes. Either it'll be crazy again like yesterday or it might be quieter? I'm suspecting crazy. At which point I'm glad all I have to do for dinner is throw in a freezer burrito or toss stuff onto a skillet. So many things I want to do, and no real time to do them. Ugh. Work was supposedly going to be slow and then resumed kicking my ass, too.

I should say something clever but I'm all out of clever. And Dragon*Con is in a little over two weeks, when the fuck did that happen. I mean, I think I'll be ready for it, but still would like to know when the fuck that happened. Dragon*Con is an end of the year thing! When the hell did it become the end of the year? I did, at least, sign up for an astronomy workshop that looks like it will be made of awesome. It's geared towards writers and working with astronomy when you're writing science fiction, with some real life scientists who have done consulting on shows, so. Very excited! It's all day Saturday which means I'll have more crunched autograph time, but eh.

Right. Back to work and letting Grimm swallow my brain rather than dwelling on all the crap I have to juggle right now, because Grimm is more fun. If also kind of scary.