I got pretty schnockered last night on pink wine with a twist-off cap. I'm a little embarrassed this morning about it, but I'll get over it. Luckily, I have a NaNo character hopped up on Lortab after an accident eerily like the one I had about five years ago now, so she was able to talk some while Chris was watching Metalocalypse. Which was better than having me livejournal while drunk. So yay for that purpose for NaNoWriMo.
Here's a couple happy things: a Fanboys trailer
. This may be the only movie that can get me inside a theater anytime soon.
And someone compiled Veronica and Logan's best moments (or LoVe moments) from the first two seasons and put them to music on YouTube
. Thank you, whoever did that.
The heater repair guy was going to be coming at freakishly early this morning. He showed up around 9:30, which is not the 7 am Chris had gotten up for. He turned the heat off, and left. He has yet to return. Chris went on to work, so I'm manning the house. This is a little bizarre. Perhaps he's getting back at us for calling him three times in 12 hours yesterday. We really just want it fixed. A nonfunctional thermostat is bad, mmkay? Especially as now I'm getting kind of cold.
Okay. I get to watch last week's Grey's Anatomy once I get to 20k words.