However, when I get home I will start trawling for fic, and then the spelling thing will no doubt rear its head high.

I'm currently rereading an NCIS fic that I've read tons of times before instead of working before I go home. I already know how it ends--I should be packing up my stuff now, but I want to finish it first. (It's one of my favorite fanfics in any genre.)

Speaking of all this hot weather, where are those chortling "global warming" deniers now? (yes, I know weather!=climate and it's climate change not global warming, but they don't seem to.) Confirmation bias, anyone?

but it's summer! it's supposed to be hot!

I'm currently rereading an NCIS fic that I've read tons of times before instead of working before I go home

I should reread fic, because I have a ton of good stuff marked. But I live the dream that I can be like Plei and read everything under the sun without scarring my retinas.

That is so incredibly, patently, horribly false.

It's not hot here. After three days of unrelenting heat and humidity, I'm now in a sweatshirt and still chilly. Mother Nature is a split personality, pass it on. (Or maybe a Gemini.)

I also have very little hair left. Letting the girl go as short as she wants is risky.

I don't venture into the fic world without a solid recommendation from someone whose work I already like or whose opinion I trust. Having just started watching Criminal Minds, I'm thinking I wouldn't mind reading some of that fanfic, but I'm scared of what might be out there!

I am about to walk in the hot hot heat to pick up my car from the mechanic and pay him around $800 for new axle boots. I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT AN AXLE BOOT IS. And then I am taking my sweaty self to Pilates class.

but it's summer! it's supposed to be hot!

And it's supposed to snow in winter.

but it's summer! it's supposed to be hot!

And it's supposed to snow in winter.

::sits in SF and laughs and laughs

I don't venture into the fic world without a solid recommendation from someone whose work I already like or whose opinion I trust

That used to be me. Then I got desperate. I've stumbled onto a lot of good stuff, but DAMN PEOPLE. STOP HURTING ME.

First thing I do when I achieve godlike powers is reshape the internet to my own content requirement specifications.

And then, uh, world hunger.

Whew. Got the meeting I needed to prep for pushed out to Friday.

I am about to walk in the hot hot heat

Is it hot out? It's freezing indoors where I am, and when I was out at lunch it was grey and chilly. Maybe summer is only in the Valley.

I also have very little hair left

Whoohoo! I can't wait to be almost bald again. Or, really, more almost bald.