Sigh...

Came home to find that my desk had been tossed, my writing notes and the pages-in-progress for Mouse and Dragon scattered all over (and I do mean all over the office.

The cats didn't notice an intruder, they say. They were sleeping.

It is snowing like a sonofagun, which made the trip home from work...a lot more interesting than it strictly needed to be. I can't figure out what's with Binjali's steering. It's like the wheels turn at slight different times-or-angles, a trait that's particularly noticeable -- and dangerous -- in the snow. As long as I drive in a straight ling, everything's cool All I need to do is find a route to and from work that doesn't involve corners and I'm all set...