And the Lion of Spring Roars Again

We're bracing for another spate of ugly weather tonight, with the forecast calling for torrential rain, wind, hail, and possible tornadoes. We considered the hotel, but at $400, we can't justify the expense, so we're just going to ride it out and hope for the best. Hopefully, we'll still be here in the morning. If not, I can take posthumous solace in the fact that I won't have another dental bill.

On a happier note, I've started a fic to which I've been looking forward for some time, and I banged out a brisk 765 words. We'll see how long the euphoria of building new worlds and the lives to inhabit them lasts; not as long as I need it to, I suspect, but I'll enjoy it while it lasts.