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Got a call from the shop fixing my computer. The good news? It was just the video card and it's ready to be picked up. The bad news? I won't be able to retrieve it until Thursday morning.

Had a lovely family weekend in Stratford (Ontario, not England, alas) with the family and mother-in-law. There was food, and hanging out, and trading off of child-minding time for expeditions to the theatre. I went to see a production of Chekhov's Three Sisters. And I liked it! That's two Chekhov productions in a row I've enjoyed. (My opinion of Chekhov used to be best summed by a quote from Withnail and I: "I loathe those Russian plays. Full of women, staring out of windows, whining about ducks going to Moscow." Funnily enough, though I enjoyed the play, Three Sisters is totally that Chekhov.)

I have signed up for the

muncle Down the Chimney story exchange. I have clearly lost my mind. And if any of you is of an UNCLE bent, I encourage you to lose your mind in a similar fashion. (Now I just have to work out how to balance that and the dialj Christmas challenge.)

We finally caught up on Supernatural. Yay Dean! And Sam! And Cas, how totally much do I love you? Lots! (Seriously, if I had time I'd be reading every Dean/Cas story I could get my grubby paws on.)