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I woke up to find another half eaten, dead mouse today. Dnw mice coming in my house. /o\

Over the last week I've helped make pans of brownies, ginger biscuits and chocolate cake. Sadly all of which contained so much sugar, chocolate, syrup etc that eating them would have put a huge dent in my calorie allowance. But I did lick the spoon for the brownie mix. I'm not made of stone, people.

The last week has been a haze of shopping and cooking and going out and doing stuff. Today James and Corey are at a bag pack with the scouts so I'm taking some online time to try and catch up. I was going to have a pj day but my neighbour knocked and when I answered the door said sorry for waking me. As I'd been up at least four hours at that point I thought I'd better pull a brush through my hair at least. Then went on and got dressed. Still, I've watched the Christmas Leverage episode, caught up on Supernatural and am at skip ridiculous number on my flist. Talking of which.

romanticalgirl has been writing December ficlets and she's posted the one for me. It's Frank/Mikey roomie fic and it's just perfect ♥

Sadly my own vow to finish my two main WIPs by the end of the year isn't going to happen. I still have faint hope for one but even that depends on actually getting time to write. I'm close to the end, at least that's what I keep telling myself. Then I look at the scenes left to write and sigh tragically

But what isn't tragic.