I still have about ten minutes to kill. I deliver to a business that shuts down for lunch every day from noon to one. It's not a problem on most days, I just drop the mail in the box, but today they have an item requiring a signature. If my creative juices were flowing, I would be using this time to start Part V of the Scorp-Fic, but I've got a rather bad case of writer's block right now. I wouldn't want to subject you to anything that wasn't up to my exacting standards there, so I am instead typing this whiny blog entry. Maybe someone will get back from lunch early, I'm getting sick of sitting here!