When Muses Attack, part XVI

Well, Muse, that was a spectacular way to shoot yourself in the foot. You couldn't have said that this POV character was like, say, Judi Dench? Or Helen Mirren. He'd do Helen Mirren. Hell, I'd do Helen Mirren. But no, you had to suggest that she's the little old lady in "Kiss Kiss, Bang Bang" who gives Gwen directions and then mutters bloody Torchwood, and now, however damn appropriate it may be, I am having a hard time concentrating on the story I am trying to tell. I may be the one who ends up chewing off a limb to get out of this, damn it...

I can't take much more of this uncertainty...

Modem behaving particularly badly tonight, damn it. (At least, given that the DSL light is now also having fits along with the ethernet light, I'm guessing that that's the weak link in the chain here rather than the Mac...) Will try calling DSL provider tomorrow to see if they might be willing to send out a new one, given that it was their equipment in the first place...

and so long as we're on the subject of werewolves...

Sometimes it's the simplest things that are the most jaw-droppingly brilliant.