I give

First person to offer to feed and house me in return for fic, insomuch that it gets me out of this project, we have a winner.

I'm going to take stock of this work project at noon, but I thiiiink, getting it done on time is more like a very nice dream at this point. One person =/= enough.

/end work drama

I'm finishing my volcano program from the wee hours of the morning. Mt. St. Helens! So pretty before it blew. :( That's really all I knew of volcanoes growing up... The big kaboom. Trips to St. Helens, seeing the cars and houses that had been buried... Seeing the gigantic fuzzy Sasquatch that scared me into tiny little pieces. (Not the Sasquatch so much as the thought that it could fall on me. Poor Grandma, trying to drag me close for pictures.) Mm, let's hope that the rest of the Cascades hold it together.

I'm done with breakfast. Back to work. ;_;