Somewhere along the way I seem to have lost the humour sphere, which is a very serious problem. I can't write without the occasional dosage of crack in my stories.

Please, return my jokes. I'm begging you.

On other fronts, the hubby "recommended" a new book. He couldn't make it past the third instalment, and both he and a friend felt like giving up on books altogether due to these series.

The hubby greatly enjoys having a laugh at the expense of the poor wifey, and using her as a test subject is nothing new. But rest assured, I have my means of payback.

Also, I should be studying for the test I have tomorrow, but am neglecting school work in order to hopefully get a few words written down. (Also to poke fun at the aforementioned fiend.)

Aite, back to work. `Mithgariel promised to start whinging if I don't let her know what happens next soon. Threats have proven to work, I guess.