Guess who's in town?

Just got a call from Daphne, who managed to get through Aussie customs much faster than I'd anticipated (lucky her, and she didn't have to pinch any babies to do it). She rang before I'd had a shower--sooo not a morning person--but after my coffee, which means I was reasonably lucid, at least. We're having lunch at Darling Harbour and dessert at the Lindt cafe.

You're all jealous, I can tell.

And on the book front, I just finished reading Ice Storm by Anne Stuart. I loved it. It has a similar vibe to The Spymaster's Lady in that the heroine isn't as tough as her profession implies, and she's on the verge of burnout. So I think I would have liked to have seen Isobel before she gets to this point (and how she gets to the point of burnout), but maybe that was done in the previous book in the series, which I haven't read. I was planning to write a review, but I'm also editing something and work is busy and I still have that other mystery project that I'm supposed to be working on, so the personal blog will be suffering neglect for at least a few more weeks.

But to finish on a sparkier note, The Boy and I started salsa level 5 a couple of weeks ago. It's fanfuckentastic.