I'm Awake!

I succumbed at last to the lure of taurine: I had my first big can of Rockstar (the cheapo Red Bull knockoff of choice at my local cafe), and... yeah, it works. Which is good, since caffeine has not been keeping my alterness level up at all these days, and I really can't afford to be as muzzy-headed all the time as I've been feeling lately.

And yeah, I'm still working on an epilogue to "The Reflecting Pool." I've been torn as to how far in the future to take it, and the impulse to take it far into the future vacillates with reminding myself that I originally promised "short." Uhhh... yeah. Soon, I'll probably just give up and finally answer people's comments.

willowgreen tagged me for the "six random things" meme. ( Six Random Things About Me )

And then there was...( Which Spuffy Kiss Are You? )

I also did the "Which Tarot Card Are You?" quiz, which produced the Empress, the same card that the book The Secret Language of Birthdays assigns to my birthdate. Toys poo-poohs this one, along with the assessments in The Secret Language of Relationships, even though we got nearly a whole evening's hilarious enjoyment lately with MechMan and ActionGirl by looking up our various personal relationships with Jesus (based on a December 25 birthdate, which, of course, actually probably lines up more with some pagan fertility deity lost to the mists of time, but... you know).

Peanut Butter Cup ice cream really hits the spot some nights. As does this reminder of the good old days of Mystery Science Theater. From my favorite episode, "Fugitive Alien," which sadly never made it to video. Sigh.

But later, there will be Metalocalypse. Huzzah!