Oh god the stress.

'Scuse me while I go die over here for a while. Roger, it's supposed to be Andy who kills me through stress. You're not supposed to scare me like that dammit.

I was three-quarters convinced he'd lost it mid-way through the third set. I was already planning the consolation fic. Bloody hell I've never sworn at the TV so much in my life.

Okay, the good news is I'm working on Halcyon 8 for tonight, the bad news is Roger's match went on way longer than I thought it would, so it'll be a while yet. I'm just so relieved Roger got through that. *crumbles into a heap* Bloody hell.

Okay, off to ring the Boy - *winks at karath - as soon as the 'rents get off the phone and work on fic. And maybe drink some whiskey to cope with the stress.

Bloody hell.

Later,

Clo