I have Monday and Tuesday off as holidays. I have no plans other than eating my way through the enormous amount of fruit and veg in the refrigerator.

When it becomes July 1st, do you:

I think, huh, birthday in 8 days. Weird.

I'm having a banana fauxshake for dinner. And maybe a slice of chicken.

Oooh, Kathy, which one? I'm always looking for really good NCIS fic.

Anything from Emerald1 is good, but my favorite is Echoes of Goodbye. (She also writes some slash, but doesn't have it on her fanfiction.net page, which is fine with me since I don't read procedural tv fandom slash, just the occasional Buffy/Angelverse story.) My other favorite authors in NCIS fic are Enthusiastic Fish, ChannelD, and 88Keys has a few good stories (I like "One Wrong Step" and "Family").

I think I've read some 88Keys, not sure about the others. Thanks for the recs! I'll check them out this weekend.

Enthusiastic Fish is my favorite. As well as being really prolific and tending towards novel-length stories (ETA: read her CIA series, so far three stories, in order--they are terrific), she writes terrific McGee angst as well as the occasional really goofy one-shot (her "Go Left!" is all McGee and DiNozzo dialogue, and it's hilarious).

We're in winter here of course, so I have no hot weather concerns. We're having a cold snap, actually; it's been pretty unpleasant getting to and from work. (Of course, since this is Melbourne, it's still above freezing 24/7, so I realise my decision to break out the gloves may not generate waves of sympathy.)

Of greater concern is that Ryan has a chest infection. He has a bad cough that at its worst leaves him short of breath. His fever spiked yesterday at 39 degrees (102F). Poor boo had a disturbed night - nothing major, but he woke up a few times to fuss a little before settling back. This morning he threw up, probably from swallowing mucus.

Remarkable thing is that he's still in good spirits. He hates taking his medicine or having his nose wiped, but aside from that he's pretty cheerful.

If I were still working in the office, I'd put this Wondermark on my cubicle wall. (It's about engineers!)

I posted that on FB yesterday. Now that I live with The Boy, at least once a day I have the EXACT SAME EXPRESSION on my face as the woman does in the third panel. Usually when he disappears up to The Attic.

It's fun living with Dr. Horrible.

(Actually he's like a combination of Dr. Horrible and Julius Sumner Miller.)

And somehow in skimming down the page, I thought you were saying he was a cross between Dr. Horrible and Sienna Miller...

So, the suspected Russian spy released on bail in Cyprus appears to have, as the BBC reporter said with glee, "done a runner." (Seriously, Cypriot judge?) This whole spy case is like something out of a book, a book written in like 1932.

We were screaming about the whole thing all day at work. The one guy had an oddly unidentifiable accent? Which he passed off by saying he was Canadian?? (OK, I think the story was that his father was a diplomat or something and he had gone to school in the Czech Republic or somewhere, but still....)

Why does BBC America show ST:TNG?

And why does it have to be a sucky Worf's son episode?

Several comics had to come off of cubicle walls here because the department head got annoyed at people saying nasty things about customers. He felt--with some justification--that it fostered an attitude towards customers that could affect how we treat them directly, and it looked really bad when other department people saw what looked like our attitude. We are known as some of the best support in any IT operation, and locally we have a reputation of being exceedingly picky about who we hire--very few people from the local outsource support sweatshops get hired on here--and the department head wants us to show the kind of professionalism our reputation deserves.

I don't disagree with him, and my customer-nasty cartoons stay at home.