So first, the rec.
The Servant's Master is a Yuletide fic about Thomas Beckett and Henry II that is fabulously evocative and well-written. Slash, but nothing more than PG-13. Go, go read. (I've discovered, apparently, that RPF only bothers me if the people involved are still alive. Go figure.)
Also, I saw
There Will Be Blood today. I'm too lazy to post a full review, but if you want it, ask. I'd say, on the whole, worth seeing, but no need to run to the theater.
Alright, so today was freakishly cold. Single digits cold. And as most of our house is poorly insulated, the windows were covered in frost and condensation. And it inspired me to take pictures. So... here they are.
( Inside Looking Out; Outside Peering In. )