night sweats by standing in front of the breeze caused by Richard Armitage deleting his tweets.

Oh yeah. At least 20 degrees cooler….

In other news, I have a new phone. I have moved into whatever century this is. Damn thing has pings and whistles I don’t need. Roams the interwebs, which I’d rather it didn’t do. My Kindle does that to.

And I’m writing. I sent the first couple of pages to a long time friend and pre-reader and she declared it one of the saddest things she’s read. Oh boy.

And Guylty, you should have gifts in your email.