I'm waiting for AAA to tow my car to the auto shop up the road. We're at the end of an ice storm, and my gas tank (damn ethanol's hygroscopic properties!) is frozen. I think I just need them to thaw it out. It's got a fresh two gallons already.
Anyway. Things are looking up on all fronts, thanks to something of a last-ditch resort: Vitamin D. I started taking 1000 IU the other day when I realised that I was only at about 800 IU daily intake, and my doctor gave me strict instructions to get more. From the first day, I've been more energetic and in less pain. Who'd'a thunk?
Yesterday was my birthday (HELLO! I AM 2^5 TODAY!), and in true birthday tradition, I took a nap, then stayed up until 5:00 in the freakin' morning. (Hence, why it's 11:00 and I've just now called AAA on the busiest tow-truck day of the year.) What did I stay up doing? Writing story notes for an idea that's been stuck in my craw for months. Not a short story, either; novel. Maybe series, if things go well. There's certainly enough material. I need to do some research, though. Anyone got any particularly good references regarding New York City and Connecticut in the 1880s? Information on what happened to the Patroon families and how they coped with the fallout from the Anti-Rent War would be appreciated, too.
Going to try and get some more work done before the truck gets here. I've only got, oh, an hour and 45 minutes. Barely enough time to bake a cake from scratch. :P Next time there's going to be an ice storm, someone remind me to fill up the car on the way home from work? "Tired" is not an excuse.