The best laid plans are like bread crumbs, subject to whims of the wind or peckish little forest critters, and my plan either blew away or was greedily consumed today. I’m not sure which.

I do know this. This morning, I said to myself, “Self, you should try to do a real post between your WMC fan fics. If you don’t, people might start to think that your brain has been so overrun by naughty movies starring a certain brunette and redhead that you’ve stopped having any thoughts that don’t prominently feature them.” Not that that would be an entirely bad thing.

But I have had thoughts. I’ve had funny thoughts and deep, introspective ones and there has definitely been some internal ranting. What I haven’t had, sadly, is time. But I really, really hope to have a little of that soon.

So for now, this is your interim post between bouts of sexiness.

Hi my peeps. I do hope you are doing well. Thanks for sticking with me.

And my humblest and sincerest gratitude to those who have been keeping me fed.

Happy reading.