I've hurt myself. I bent or twisted or stooped wrong or something while I was scooping poop out of the catbox earlier (fun!), and now? Owwwww! My baaaaaaack! Waaaah!

See? This is why I can never be a contestant on TAR.

In other news, the first part of the new fic is up over at Dancing Lessons (I'm too lazy to link, but here are links to DL all over this page). I got impatient, but the second installment is going to wait until I hear back from ALL of my betas.