Well it's taken five days, a few lunch hours, and a couple of dodgy moments when my boss almost caught me writing about scuba diving, but as of twenty minutes ago, I think I've finally finished editing Big Sis's astronaut application. Appropriately, we've had a lot of arguments about space, specifically whether or not a 750 character limit includes them, but at the end of the day I think we've produced something worthy of the first human on Mars. I certainly ate enough of them to get me through it.

Anyhoo, I'm officially knackered (I feel like I've been to the moon and back), and if I ever have to read about another scientific expedition to the US, I may go clinically insane. I also haven't had time to write about Monday night, which turned out to be the best night of the year so far (with the possible exception of January 12th). It's surprising how much fun you can have with a dog, a drag queen and a couple of nine-year-old kids...