I am watching Tin Man with the girls. It's actually holding my attention, after a bit of initial snarking on the metal man-corsets over trench coats. It's damn weird, and I haven't decided if I'm going to keep watching it after tonight, the usually irresistable pull of Alan Cumming notwithstanding.
Today was productive. I have Wednesday's podcast in the bag, I just have to put together a little code for it. I'm a little less than happy about how it came out, but this and the next one are pretty much test runs. I don't expect to hit my full stride until January, and in the meantime I'm going to work on polishing up the kinks in it that I'm sure no one but me can hear. I didn't get too much cleaning in the greater household done, but my room is pretty spotless.
My sleep schedule, alas is fuxxored. A week of sitting up until 4am trying to work through shit with
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Okay. flying monkeybats just flew out of the sorceress's boobies. Right, I think I'm done.
More news as it becomes available.
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