hope is the thing with feathers

I heard back from the post office. They misdelivered the package, and were unable to recover it! So then I went on Amazon's customer service chat and within maybe 5 minutes it was fixed - they are sending me a new coffeemaker. I should get it on Sunday.

Isn't that EXCITING?

:D

(now if only I could talk to insurance companies via chat I would be SET)

In other news, I totally finished my Steter Reverse Bang fic, and my posting date is the 12th. So if you want to read some dark fic with tentacles tendrils, be on the lookout for it then.

I wrote a short Kirk/Bones fic with ladycat which is in beta right now (or will be momentarily), and now I'm writing two Gaila fics simultaneously. I can't remember the last time I wrote this much for a fandom. I'm so inspired, it's wonderful.

I have to go to the grocery store today, which means taking a shower, getting dressed, and driving to the store. All of these things are no fun. Why does the world require things like going to the store? Why can't I just be a smelly hermit with a lot of cats? >:(