Kevin Doesn't . . . believe the kid is his, so Sonny agrees to watch over him until a foster family can be found.

I can't write too much today, 'cos work's been hit by those viruses. Everything's clean (or so they tell us) but the network took a pounding yesterday, and now nothing works. Email and internet access is sporadic at best, and we can't get to anything saved on the network. I've spent the morning colouring in drawings with a highlighter, and I look to be spending the afternoon in much the same way.

Had to walk to work this morning because my all of my rides are away. Didn't mind too much, but it started raining about five minutes into the journey. Being stubborn as I am, I chose to carry on towards work (still twenty minutes away) rather than go back to the Distant Past and get a coat. I looked like a drowned rat when I finally got to the office.

I'm going back to the Sticks tonight for a long weekend. Thought I'd take advantage of the bank holiday and go back and see my friends and family. We're going for the obligatory curry tomorrow night, and Saturday night will probably be spent on the usual pursuit of beer in Kings. Still, I'm quite looking forward to it, as I've not been back home this summer as much as I would have liked.

I've done some work on Eclipse past couple of nights. (Yeah!) No new words down, but I did manage to develop some ideas in terms of the plot and the characters. I'll take a pen and pad with me this weekend, hopefully I'll have a few moments to work on it further. One other thing . . . a new challenge approaches, so I've tried to think up an idea for that. Want to participate in this one, seeing as I haven't posted anything at the workshop in months.

Later . . .