The Steelers are SUCKING today. Again.

*switches over to curling*

This is what happens when NASCAR goes off the air for the season...


Word count on the gargoyle fic so far:

4096

And I didn't think it'd go over 3000. Heh.

...when you fervently wished that your child would be eaten by rabid wolverines?

Yeah. Today was that day.

Holy cow. Sometimes I really, really wonder if I'm cut out for this.