Couldn't post earlier because the internet was down at work. So, I've spent most of the morning reading old pulp novels that I had downloaded from Project Guttenberg (just in case of such emergencies). I probably should have tried writing something, but I found it extremely easy to talk myself out of that. I'm considering taking another stab at NaNoWriMo, but I'm already skeptical and it hasn't even started yet.
Fortunately, they sent us off to work from home at 11:00, so here I am... still not doing any work yet, trying to decide what I want for lunch.... wonton soup?