Just found a post-it stuck to my chapter outline (Lewis), containing plot points Ch. had suggested.

It reads:

• James’ bed head
• contemplate trim legs

I’M OK WITH THIS.

Ch. is watching ‘Lewis’ and liveblogging occasionally.

Me: 

Just got a text from Ch.—

She knows a student at her uni who’s reading English and doing her degree in fanfiction stuff, and basically she’s like me, just a little older—her first name, as it happens, is Andrea, like mine. And now Ch’s off out with another friend, who’s also just as barmy as we are, eating cake, and she’s texted me because she just found out that that friend’s middle name is… Andrea.

This is starting to get seriously fucking weird.

Enticing Ch. to watch Firefly: Shindig by casually mentioning Captain Tightpants.

Just watched Lewis: Old, Unhappy, Far Off Things while on Skype with Ch.

Took 167 caps, that’s 101MB of Lewis/Hathaway goodness.

Clearly, there is nothing wrong with me.

Nightly Skypings with Ch., every time after 1am:

Basically a mixture of this:

and this:

and this:

and sometimes a bit of this:

or this, when we’re getting the feels:

I might just as well say thanks in public for the pretty surprise - it did brighten my day!! You’re wonderful.

So…

• I stuck Ch’s pretty surprise in the mail this morning
• Before that, I had twenty minutes to get ready, dressed, and some breakfast down my throat before having to leave the house—broke my own record in the category More Haste, Less Speed, Watson
• I think one of the players from Werder Bremen was in our building today. I kinda bumped into him when I left the office to run an errand, and thought, ‘Really?’ And he just nodded politely and said hello, so I greeted back and went on my merry way.
• I’d completely forgotten about his blunder on Saturday, so at least I didn’t make a face at him, poor guy :D
• While I was still alone at the office, I proofread my piece of fanfic from yesterday—well, hello!
• I could leave work a little earlier, so I went into town and got myself Kitty, Daisy & Lewis’ album, which was on sale (thank God)—I love them!
• Just as I’d gotten out of the office, still on the stairs, I read Ch’s text informing me that Hathaway was moaning right then (we’re both writing smutty Lewis fanfic at the same time, how cool is that?), and I had to hold my breath the entire way down until I entered the square until I could let out all my feels in the shape of a cackle that may have scared some squirrels
• Mum got me an awesome paper knife and printable iron-on foils.
• So, all in all…
• Me: a very happy bunny.
• bullet points!
•