Okay. Moving on.
Fun story! My "wake up early" theory seems to be incredibly accurate. I actually woke up completely on my own at 6AM today, way before my alarm was set. I think I'm going to stick to this schedule because it felt so good to have some early-morning reading when the sun is in just the right place by the window. Oh yeah, life is good.
I finished Mr. Toppit today. It was okay. It had some fun characters. I did find myself strangely connected to them, so that was a plus. It was kind of a hot mess of a dysfunctional family story, and I don't know that the title was really appropriately chosen, but hey. What can you do?
I've started reading The Fountainhead now. It's actually a surprisingly engaging book. I was initially daunted by how long it is, and I'm only 50 pages in so I have a long while to go, but I have time. It's the summer. I should probably get all the long books out of the way while I can!
Anyway. Ay. I'm gonna go to sleep and ponder over the majesty that is Steven Moffat. Oh, you!