I hear they're talking about this, even in Gath and Ashkelon

I just want to tell you now, O internets - because it will very shortly be eclipsed by news even more exciting than this - that I do not feel well, and yet I have cleaned the kitchen floor anyway. On my hands and knees, because I would probably have felled over if I'd done it any other way. There's a reason for all those centuries of demented scrubbing: all fours keep you stable, so.

In other news, other news is coming. Much like winter, night and ice weasels.

In the meantime, I see a hot toddy in my immediate future. I hope only that I have enough lemons to see me through.*


*Actually I don't. I know I don't. This is a pathetically obvious passive-aggressive attempt to manipulate somebody into fetching more. For I am that sick, that I do not feel at all likely to walk over and pick 'em for myself.

And now, in better bigger news -

My story "2 Pi To Live" has just gone live on Steve Miller and Sharon Lee's fiction site, Splinter Universe. You can find the story here.

At the moment, the donation button underneath suggests a donation of $3. I cannot think what I can have been thinking: obviously - d'oh! - that should have been $3.14.