Mmm, I love weekends. So what a good week this is looking like, with only 3 work days before another long weekend... The UK may not have Thanksgiving as a national holiday, but Patrick and I do - in honor of my cultural heritage, we take it as a 4-day weekend every year. On lazy years, we just invite people over for drinks. This year, we're going the whole hog and cooking a huge Thanksgiving feast and inviting five friends to share it. (Yes, I know this won't sound like much to anybody who hosts huge extended family celebrations - but considering that we only normally cook for 2--and that, about 40% of the time, nowadays, we use frozen Indian curries--this is a big deal for us!) Now the only issue is getting the house clean enough on time...oh well. I'm just hoping we can get it all done by the end of Wednesday so that all that's left to tear our hair out over on Thursday is the state of the pies, etc.

I've been reading loads and loads of Dorothy Sayers short stories. So much fun. And those were the days of really fun short story titles - the collection I'm reading right now (Lord Peter Views the Body) includes "The Abominable History of the Man with Copper Fingers", "The Undignified Melodrama of the Bone of Contention", and best of all, "The Fantastic Horror of the Cat in the Bag." The whole thing is making me want to write a short story set in a gentleman's club (with one man narrating a strange occurrence to his friends over port), a la Sayers or PG Wodehouse...I'm trying to resist the temptation, for now! But we'll see.

I'm also just starting Chapter Three of my Swedish werewolf novel. Much fun, and it is (of course) making me want to get back to Sweden soon...

And you can tell how tempted I've been by procrastination lately, because I've gotten addicted to The Sheep Game (click the gray link at the bottom center of the page). I haven't gotten even decently good at it...but I have spent far too much time trying.