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It's ruddy chilly, pissing with rain and I find myself with Stuff To Do.

1. The edit of Transgressions
2. The final proof edit of Frost Fair
3. The short story promised to iulia_linnea for livelongnmarry
4. Go to the post office to take copies of all the paperwork for my ITIN and post off.

And it's cold and all I want to do is curl up under a blankie and watch The Sea Wife. (wonderful wonderful Burton).  It doesn't help that a certain Mr Snape keeps going out into the garden, gets soaked and then launches his hideous wet self at me, dries off and nods off in my arms.  I doubt either publisher would take that as a valid excuse.

Now The Sea Wife has bunnied me into writing 2 men on a desert island..

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*restrains self*


Grow up, damn you!