Greetings, sports fans. My home computer, brain trust and faithful agent of musery, WorldWatch One, is currently in the shop for repairs. Thus, I speak to you now via my laptop Copernicus via the wifi at our local Krystals.

Well, my birthday came and went without anyone the wiser. I am now 37 years old. Woo.

Disco landed safely the day after my birthday, and all is well. NASA is planning to have Atlantis in the sky again in an astonishing 2 to 3 weeks. Let no moss grow on a flying stone.

I should be finishing the editing on Aquaria today and tomorrow. After lunch I am going straight home to do so.

Heatwave. Bleah. Bleah. Bleah.

In a stunning and completely typical display of idiocy I discovered I had put the wrong ISBN number for MO on the postcard things. Grr.... Also on the t-shirts, but that is easier to fix.

Anyway, I must go download a lot of fanfic to tide me over until I have WW1 back home, so I'm off.