Tomorrow is pretty much the day I have to buy a new-to-me car. I have a sort of plan B which is too stupid to talk about right now. If I am able to implement the plan, I will, naturally, confess all right here. Until then, mum's the word.

Anyhoo.

I did indeed stay up too late last night to find out how Zsadist got his HEA. Now I'm crushed to realize that J.R. Ward's next Black Dagger book isn't out until March 07. But I've pre-ordered it. Here's what I love about the series -- bigger than life heroes who are seriously flawed. They're all twisted. OK, my favorite line so far is when Wrath, from the first book, says his two favorite words are f*ck and off. Is that fabulous or what? So about these alpha heroes: One is blind, another has a resident monster and one has a reputation to match his name. Another is missing part of his leg. Goodness. I admit that at times the testosterone levels go off the charts, but the male characters are really interesting, and the women are hardly less so.

Where was I? Oh, yeah, I'm supposed to be working on my books not reading someone else's. Oh well. I got some excellent notebooking done at the gym this morning and arrived at a good solution to a nagging problem. But, it's something of a fix. I'll start that tomorrow. I'm going to bed now because I have hours to catch up on my sleep.