Rambling

Nine gazillion things to do today but a complete and utter lack of ability to focus.*

My son put up a holiday decoration in our bay window, and he was so proud of his work -- and then we discovered you can't see it from outside our house because of the way the light falls. : (

thedeadparrot writes some awesome Sherlock Holmes fic.

*Here is my list:
- Call 9 am-9:45 am - Done
- Get ready for call at 1:00 pm - Done
- Draft work thing #1
- Work thing #2
- Figure out if work thing #3 can wait until tomorrow
- Call 11-11:20 am - Done
- Call 11:30 am-noon
- Call 1:00-2:00 pm
- Call 2:00-3:00 pm
- Call 2:30-3:00 pm - Skipping this one
- Call 3:00-3:30 pm
- Call 4:00-4:20 pm
- Revise work thing #1 and send out
- Call the person about the other thing
- Ironing
- Set up college accounts for children
- Explain to Mr. L why I do NOT need a Facebook account to talk to the friends I have on LJ

Letting Fic Ideas Go

In the spirit of not bugging bironic repeatedly with fic ideas I'm never going to actually write, here is today's:

I am NOT going to write The One Where Wilson Comes Out of the Closet, Discovers That House Is Indeed Straight, and With the Help of a Guy Named Blaine Finds Out That the "Last Two Miles" Aren't as Scary as He'd Thought They Would Be.

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"You can't tell me you've never tried having sex with a man," Wilson says skeptically.

( I've tried a lot of things, House says )