I am surfing the Internet, and being reminded that it's full of bitter contrarians who have nothing to do except harsh each other's joy. I think I'll stick to amazing origami and pictures of puppies instead.
Meanwhile, Chapter 10 is still staring at me, and I have run out of snow to shovel, and other useful displacement activity.
I have also reached the end of the Internet.
And taken the dog for a run.
And done the dishes.
Yeah, I'm really running out of excuses. Come on, Bear, finish the chapter. It will not finish itself.