Why am I here? The place is empty, I'm supposed to be collating usage stats for journals but our server seems to be on a go-slow day today meaning that my requests are timing out constantly, and I'm bored.
I can't even get into the right frame of mind to finish this fic which is annoying me right now, 'cause all this spare time watching status bars crawl to the halfway mark? Not as fun as you'd think.
Plus, Geoshities decided to do something very strange to a picture I uploaded to the Stacks Fic Secret Santa page and I'm nowhere near Photoshop to fix it. On top of that Yahoo Groups are taking hours to deliver messages...
Can I go home yet?
edit I've worked out what the problem with my fic is, it has a potentially happy ending. How did I end up writing something feel-good!?