Most of the frantic-ness was due to the fact I was a big slacker and spent yesterday refilling my cuddle-meter. I spent most of it in a pile in Theory Girl's apartment along with Eustacia, Wyndam, and Ash. Was warm and comfortable and comforting and something I tend to need a lot more often than I actually get. (It was also lovely to see Wyndam, since I haven't actually chatted with him in ages. Hopefully I'll get a chance to see him after he's back in circulation. Err, I didn't mean to restart the book joke. Oops.)
Except for the fact that I don't know exactly what's up with Dave, and I worry about him (and miss him already, 'cause I'm a big sap), life is pretty good. And I guessed the ending of tonight's Buffy before the end of the first 5 minutes, so I'm feeling perceptive. :) On that note, I think I'll bid y'all good night, since I'm going to go catch up on sleep.