On this lovely 80-degree day, it seems that someone made a little edit to the weather forecast in my newspaper.
Which I’m sure had nothing to do with this recent occurrence.
Or this one.
In updates on November projects that do not involve protecting the herbs from kitty bum, here are the numbers:
NaNoWriMo: 6,415/50,000. I should be at 5,001. Behold the power of insomnia.
NaBloPoMo: 3/3, right on track.