Zero Hour

I've been prepping today's game for the better part of four months.

I spent all last night finalizing little touches, trying to figure out where I'm going to seat seven people in my tiny apartment, cleaning (such as I ever clean), prepping music, scrambling to remember what I may have forgotten, slamming Advil for pain from a bad fall last night, etc.

I took a break to watch "Dollhouse" (mediocre and still a bit boring) and "Battlestar Galactica" (nothing but buildup to the finale... nothing more to say on that topic).

I've got my shirt on. I've got my hoodie for the morning chill.

I found my electrical tape for my glasses.

If it didn't break genre, I could put out my toy Dalek and sonic screwdriver.

[nerd snort]

Yeah. It's on.