That was frelling midnight that just struck . . . oh GODS no that was midnight HALF AN HOUR AGO, that was midnight thirty that just struck, I was going to stop and hit the blog half an hour ago . . . and I'm still sitting here in a daze of PEGASUS.  Oh, ungleblarg, midnight . . . and that means one less/fewer* day left before The Eighth of October.  Absolute Final Do-or-Die Due Date.  Aaaaugh.  Aaaaugh. 

            Colin last night and Vicky tonight both asked me if I'd finished the...