I’m quite proud of the ‘finale’, which is wholly different from what you’d normally see for that sort of scene by virtue of being awkwardly true.
I claim no actual first hand experience at romance. I feel this makes me a good romance writer, since people who are in their first romances have no actual first hand experience either.
ReRolled #1 is also updated with 0.91b beta. Bugfixes ‘n stuph.
Update: I feel like I’ve been worked over by Chris Benoit. A week and a half ago, overnight, a muscle over my lower right ribs got really sore and agonized; I thought it was because that’s the spot that pushes against my desk at work, so I switched chairs and waited it out. It faded. Then this morning, getting into my car, I pulled the muscle AGAIN. Aaagh. I’m going to the doctor at 1:30 today to get this thing looked at. Gonna have a fuuun time sleeping tonight, since I sleep on my stomach… it hurts to laugh or breathe deeply, too. THIS SUCKS, BEAVIS.
Note to Andy/Jen/Josh: Unless I’m on some kind of hardcore pain meds or I take 8 hours at the doctor’s office, we’re still doing WWE Raw. And last night’s PPV apparently sucked monkey nads, so we didn’t miss anything.
Update #2: Back from the doctor. Turns out it’s nothing bad, but the news isn’t exactly gloriously wonderful, either. It’s a common problem for diastrophics to get calcified deposits (or something) on their bones, which can irritate muscles. I just have to ride it out with asprin and a heating pad and taking it easy. Bleah. Wish there was something better to do than “tough it out”, but it beats there being something seriously wrong…