1. Head cold's gone away, but my fiance's still hacking and coughing. (Wish he'd hurry up and get well so I can get laid again. Hard to do that when he still might not be able to breathe.) ;-)

2. Back to the fanfic again. I pounded out the rest of a first draft of my latest (a more psychological look at someone coming out) on Tuesday, then couldn't sleep on account of the new plot bunnies that came to mind. Evil plot bunnies--and where was this AU one back when I still fucking worked at the recycling plant?
I have revision to do, which is good--otherwise I'd be even more tempted to run to a certain fan site and start posting the first parts of it than I already am. There's a fair amount of room for improvement--I made a whole list last night on the bus.

3. My pet peeve right about now: Hinder's "Lips of an Angel". They play that song at work. A lot. I hate it. A lot. Why the guy in the song can't choose between talking to his ex on the phone and his current girl ("in the next room"), I don't know. If there were a category of purely whiny songs, this would be in it...right in with James Blunt's "You're Beautiful".
I'm kinda working on a parody version involving online porn. By the way, I made the guy in this one an asshole:
...he's coming on the tits of an angel--
jerking myself, it helps me sleep--
Miss July, my girl's over thirty-five
and I say screw being faithful
you've got the tits of an angel...