I have a new inhaler to counter the evil effects of asthma. It’s a powder, like the bronchitis medication I had last year that had me paranoid. You’re just not supposed to breathe in solid matter. I kept expecting to choke. Anyway, I tried my first dose of this new stuff last night; not dead yet. Go me!

Dropped into another shop to try on more frames; more disappointments. Many almosts, no perfects. Drat.

Sigh.

Catch the twistedness while you can – Lord of the Peeps: The Fellowship of the Peep

You know Peeps – the little marshmallow horrors that emerge around springtime. One of the funniest things ever brought to my attention when I still worked at the F/SF shop was a site devoted to Peep research.

The LOTP site has already moved once. It’s only up to Chapter Four, but it shows promise, having already done the Isildur flashback scene during Gandalf’s research of the Ring at Minas Tirith quite amusingly. The battle at Mount Doom from the Prologue was good for a laugh, too.

So the bedroom�s now a pale cream colour, and the furniture has been rearranged to create a nicer feel. We like it.

There�s also about a foot of snow out there, which means that my husband is home today, and, coincidentally, snow tires must be put on the car. I just love it when a plan comes together like this. I think Ikea is in our future, too. We need a new stick-and-board shelf to put next to the fireplace for videos and DVDs so we can use the existing stick-and-board shelves for, er, books.

And� this morning when I downloaded my e-mail, I was offered a section editor position on the staff of a new entertainment magazine slated to debut next spring. Paid.

Blink, blink.

And it isn�t even eight-thirty yet.