SHUT UP, YOU DID NOT.

Thanks to the weather, my parents' boat got diverted to Key West.

Mom: Oh, guess where we went in Key West?
Me: Uh ...
Mom: Come on, you should know this. What's in Key West?
Me: Um, lots of things. Care to narrow it down?
Mom: Which writer's --
Me: You went to Hemingway's house?! Without me? *whimpers*
Mom: Yup.
Me: Did you see all of the cats with all the extra toes?
Mom: The polydactyls? Yup --
Somebody in the background: *says something intelligible*
Mom: Not pterodactyls, POLYDACTYLS. *groan*

Considering the answer, that had to be my dad. Heh. :)

*****

Damn it, ATWT, why are you not showing me boys? *grabs show and shakes* I couldn't care less about Carly's lying, manipulative crap. SHOW ME BOYS, FOR CRYING OUT LOUD.

*headdesk*

Having just watched last night's SPN ...

I have one thing to say and that is:

Y HALO THAR RAGING SUPERNATURAL PLOTBUNNEH.

\o/

I really have to write this thing tomorrow. Like, really. Like, in a way that makes me twitchy. Which means I'll probably end up not writing and feeling like crap when I don't. Goddamn work schedule. I am definitely not taking any overtime next week and this time I mean it. See my resolve face? Resolve face. Hmph.

Okay, so. I have to go shower, and finish the jambalaya I'm making, and bag the candied walnuts I made (*bounces up and down happily*), and maybe squeeze in a little NaNoWriMo work while I'm at it. It turns out that this idea is actually working out a bit better than the other time, and I'm still writing a female main character so I'm stoked about that.