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Grammar is yay! Much less yay is jamming my pinky toenail, ow. That hurt. Also potentially less yay is the orange chicken recipe I bastardized last night with orange-mango juice. That may or may not have turned out as well as I wanted it to. We will see at lunch.

The weather keeps threatening to dump crap on us, but so far I haven't seen any sign of it. Of course, what'll probably happen is it'll start coming down when I'm at work. On the other/amusing hand, Elf Lord got me a winter coat for Christmas and gave it to me yesterday because I think they're tired of ... something. Me shivering? Or looking at me and going "god she must be cold." Of course, since they bought me a winter jacket now it's warming up to about freezing temperature. Go figure.

Human Target! Huuuuuuuuman Target. I can't say as the pacing was entirely good, and the soundtrack should not be that dissonant to what's going on in the episode, but other than that they did a much better job. The dialogue was snappy, Ilsa challenged Guerrero and almost won except for the fact that he was right, Ames didn't fawn over Guerrero nearly so much... Chance was his usual snarky self. I love this show. It's good cheesy popcorn fun, and Jackie Earle Haley is awesome. And Mark Valley is awesome. And the show is awesome. And Indira Varma is really holding her own against everyone. And I have a cat on my chest. Cat, I'm getting up soon, you have plenty of opportunity to use me for a bed earlier and you didn't take it. Tough.

Argh, now he's being warm and spreading out and laying down. Where's the crowbar. Or my willpower.

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Oh that is going to require some level grinding. Yes.

Okay. I think I have recovered from the spaz-inducing madness of earlier. Or rather, the sequence of events might follow logically, but it is not a logic I know. (Long story. Very long story. The short version is, I have no idea when pointing out a potential problem and requesting a simple courtesy as a solution became attacking someone and being mad at them. No one was mad before the party requested took all the umbrage! Just... very bemused. And fairly busy at work, too, oi.)

Anyway. Strangeness of people aside, I'm almost done with the Elf Lord's arm warmers! And then I'll probably dig up something else. I still have to do a Jayne hat. And maybe spin up the last of the monkeys this weekend and do something with the bamboo/merino bubblegum combination I have. (It doesn't actually look like bubblegum, it's blues and purples.)

And I share because I do not want to suffer alone: Murdock was chewing on something earlier tonight, and I gave him the stink-eye and went to take it from him because it was probably something he shouldn't have been chewing on. Turns out it was a bug. No, it was half a bug, possibly because he ate the other half. I don't even know what kind of bug it was but it was slimy and squishy and incredibly disgusting. Its name was not Eric.

Right. Um. Holy shit, I'm further along in a lot of things than I thought I'd be. Mostly in things that have deadlines, which is good. This means more dicking around and less fussing with things I have to fuss about and I'm slowly losing all coherence here. Never mind.