The first day of Thanksgiving wackiness...

And so far, people have been fairly well-behaved, aside from the silly person who assumed I must be tired because she felt tired. Buh? I told her, with a smile, that I was just getting my second wind.

Also did more of the "writing at work" thing: I had a half-hour lunch break, only used fifteen minutes of it, and since I've been ordered not to punch in till that half-hour is up, I spent the rest of my lunch hour drafting more of the Twhinelite/YnM crossover.

Words of wisdom of the week: Bagging frozen turkeys is like bagging huge, cold, weirdly-shaped bowling balls.