Well, the temp has gone down a whole degree! Whoo! I haven't written a bloody word. I don't need to go to bed early, and now Tony decides to play hard to get. And I managed to dribble chocolate ice cream all over my shirt. Figures -- the first time I eat it in months and I make a mess. Sparrow has finally given up on my lap. Thankfully, because she was hot! I'm tired, but I can't see being able to sleep -- my room is 82 -- so I need to occupy myself for a few more hours.