Apparently my appetite for Pratchett was trumped last night by my body deciding "OMG-busy-week-tired-must-sleep-now-'kay-thanks-zzzzzzzz".
So today (having already schlepped grey cat to the vet for blood tests (earning myself glares and grumpiness in the process)) I plan to finish my book, do some revising and do some of that housework stuff. It's an exciting life. Though I am going to the War of the Worlds musical tonight. And the Nutcracker tomorrow. So all is good.
PS Anyone know why my RSS feeds keep barfing up everyone's back entries at random intervals?