In other news, Mary and her friend called me at 4:30 to tell me they would not be stopping by, but instead would forge onwards to Seattle. Oh well. I like hanging out with Mary, but this gave me an extra 2 1/2 hours of sleep and let me get away without cleaning my room for another day.
In other other news, this is the kind of weird shit I think up while I'm at work. It occurred to me that if Clara Smith ever met Simon Tam from Firefly, she would like him a lot, he is exactly her type. And then it seemed to me that he would like her, too, were he ever in a situation that removed Kaylee from the equation entirely (sad though that may be). And I realized that this was because the two of them are so freaking alike it's scary. Their love would be made of fluff and bunnies and awkward fail, and it would be so adorable, and now I'm really sad that my new interdimensional OTP will NEVER EVER HAPPEN. ...But I'd already decided that when I get around to writing the first book in the Hosta-verse timeline, Clara's going to be in it (turns out I'm not done with that girl), and now I've decided Beau #3 is going to be a doctor. I'm just going to have to try damn hard not to infringe on Joss Whedon's copyright.