*blink*

Aaah I should have been in bed two hours ago.

But.

40,654 / 50,000 (81.3%)

HOME STRETCH.

- - -
Why is it way more of an effort to write sex than it is to write a bloody human (well, Elven, really) sacrifice scene? I mean, that's just not right, is it?

BED.

The rain has gone white and fluffy; is it supposed to do that?

Well shiver me timbers and split me infinitives, the weather forecast was right.

SNOW.
Lots and lots of SNOW.

I am still at work, and have to be for two more hours. I hope I'll manage to get home afterwards. Am not afraid of my own driving - I got winter tyres and proper Bergian snow-driving skillz - but am afraid of other people's.

I was hoping I'd be at home with tea and the fire on by the time the snows set in. Obviously not.

Eek.