Can’t sleep. Too restless. I’ve come downstairs in search of food and/or amusement. A couple of Double Stuff Oreos later, I’m starin blankly at the computer screen, where nothing much exciting appears to be happening.
I do learn that the Steampunk Tree House looking for a new owner. A perfect Valentine’s Day gift for the girl who has almost everything. That would SO rock in my backyard.
Hmm. Maybe Himself should steampunk the MG … now THAT would be cool.
Oh well, off to Bogside and the Troubles. That ought to put me to sleep.