Apparently whatever was glitching my internet access yesterday has fixed itself. How very odd.
In other news, I've printed out the Giant Bugs story (again), because, via this entry of nancyfulda's, I think I may be Doing It Wrong. The more I think about it, the more it makes sense to not be coy in explaining just exactly what my character is planning on doing, instead of alluding to "her plan" and "what she was going to do" until she does it. A single reference to "barrels of algicidal bacteria" should do it, and I might even know where to put it.
Printing things out, eyeballs on paper, always brings things to light that I don't notice on a computer screen. Things like "Farming fats from algae farms," brought to you by the Department of Redundancy Department. And train-wreck sentences like "I was still a little leery of getting attached, but this way I could get to know them somewhat better and not have to worry about them getting out while the contractors worked on the house, or about them being stuck in a cage at a cat hotel." A sentence that's nearly half a drabble long? Ugh.