WHEW! Obviously this means I need to get the apartment cleaned up and ready for the return, but it also means light at the end of the extremely cliched tunnel. Mostly it means I can stop keeping the various cab companies of San Francisco in business and get back to my real life of gym/work/writing/LJ. Of course, I'll believe it when I see it, but it is good news.
The ever-so-fabulous aithlyn has posted a fic for my birthday. It's a little late, but it's very hot, has House/Wilson and Chase and pushes several of my kink buttons.
This way to the hotness.
Go share the love.
There was a really swinging jazz band playing downstairs when I went out to get my sandwich. I only got to hear a little but it sounded really great.