Yesterday was our ninth wedding anniversary. Yay us! Today is the tenth anniversary of our first meeting. We sat down in a bar next to each other in a big group of mutual friends, and insulted each other's drinks. It was mild interest at first sight. Though we frightened everyone around us by being certain we were getting married one month later. Phooey to them, is what I say. We obviously knew what we were doing.
I have probably told this story five times already. Just stare at me blankly until I shut up, okay?
What else? Have been puttering along with my Buffy is the Hero story. I might have a draft of this finished early, in time for revision. Radical concept! Draft 2 of "Rough Boys" is my fidget story. Have been slowly considering ideas for the "Displaced Watcher" sequel. I want to write Giles with Spike or Tara sometime soon as well.
Though I think I will put up FicPoll Mark VII soon as well, to figure out what people want and feed that into the complicated writerly motivation engine.