It's sunny and currently 87˚F. That's the day's high. It was an ass of a day, a day that sucked balls. Day before yesterday was a good day, unexpectedly. And, unexpectedly, today was wretched. For one, a migraine I woke with, which is only just now backing off. For another, turns out opening the ancient MS Word files I need to do the layout on From Weird and Distant Shores is going to be a much more involved process than I thought, slowly that work to a crawl. Spooky's seeing if she can make OpenOffice speed things along, but I am not currently optimistic and three days work may easily become a long, tedious week. At least there was the redundancy of dinosaur-shaped chicken nuggets for dinner. And Thrall's got my back, just like Joe Biden. Later, Aunt Beast 2:33 p.m.