i made it to work this morning, more than on time, more weirdness in dreamland disturbing me awake before the alarm. i am so not certain what is up with that, but it can end any time now and i'll be happy with it. Artsie clearly sensed something wasn't right with me, and was never more than a few inches away all night. Poor thing seemed to be freaking out a bit herself and wanted to be close. Perhaps Guinevere's fairies have come home to roost.
i got a rash of letters this morning and it must be the thursday to catch up: Connor, Scully, Cormac. It was good to connect, and even though I won't make it to the Maryland bash this weekend, alternate plans are in the works. Scully wrote that the music scene where he and his lady are is pretty cool, and I'm attentively awaiting further details.
Still no word on when this contract ends, only that it does, and soonish (probably abruptly once it comes to that). Keep an eye on this space, as the Brown Coat New Year's Details are forthcoming, probably tonight.
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