Urgh

What a waste of a weekend. I feel like I've achieved nothing.

I intended to write fic, and I sort of did, I wrote a Carlos prompt that I wanted to get finished, then I wrote a longer than anticipated essay on True Love in the Dresdenverse, because it's something that's been irritating me (but please, don't get me started on the rant that triggered it). It's been a quiet weekend rpwise, which is a shame, because my connection will probably be crappy again during the week.

Tidying up a bit, started reading a good book, but as usual with me, the first part in a seven part series (when will you start reading standalone books, Vivien?), and got depressed about the time change, as usual. I really hate the evenings drawing in so much.

The highlight of my day today, watching the results show for Strictly Come Dancing. God help me!