quiet moment, with cup of tea

The only thing that could make it better would be not being at work, and having finished That Fic.

Well, okay, and having finished my smutswap letter.

I got my smutswap assignment, I was a bit worried at first glance, but on second consideration, it's doable.

I bought a lot of nailpolish last night. As in A LOT OF NAILPOLISH. It's being delivered to Singapore, where I'm going for Easter (after visiting my dad in Vietnam for a few days beforehand). Plan for Vietnam: get clothes made. Work trousers in particular.

It's sprinkling outside - just a little. This would be a perfect night for it to just rain. I'm supposed to have hockey training on, but I really am starting to think this will have to be my last year playing - my big toe joint is really not dealing with even once a week training. I'd hate to think of how it would be going with the rest of it.

Ah well, five minutes later, the sprinkling has stopped. *sigh* And I need the exercise.

And now everyone has come back with problems with the stuff I've been working on. Just as well I finished up that last stuff quicksmart...