Man. I feel like I've arrived.
In other news, I finished a draft on a story that's insisting on being called "The Train They Call The City." I loved it while I was writing it, and now I think I hate it, but they usually run like that. It's chock full of cool ideas, though, which is worth something. And it probably will suck less by this afternoon.
And wordcount on Scardown now. After cereal and tea. Ho!