gwynnega

Today's the last day of my work week, and I have a busy weekend ahead. Tomorrow morning, bright and early, I'm going to the Bradford Anderson fan event, which I got a ticket for many months ago. The timing couldn't be better, what with the great developments in Spinelli's storyline this week. (If the fan event had happened even a few weeks ago, I wouldn't have been able to muster much enthusiasm, except perhaps to tell BA I fervently wished they'd improve his storyline. But they have!) Then on Saturday I'm going to Mythcon!

I'd love to finish chapter 15 this weekend. It might well be possible.

On this week's Ryan's Hope:

Jack: We went beyond friendship, Siobhan. But it won't happen again. It can't.

Siobhan: I don't want to lose you, Jack. I need a friend.

Jack [standing, hands in pockets, next to the bed]: We are friends. Friends friends friends. Nothing more will ever happen. No problem.

Siobhan: [standing, hands in pockets, on other side of the bed] Okay, if you say so. That's great you and Mary are going back home to Weehawken Street! Good luck!

Bed: [leers at them]

later...

Siobhan: Mary, would you consider quitting your job? Jack is really lonely ~~and I'm afraid we're going to jump each other.~~

Mary #4: Don't tell me about my husband! I know more about him than you! Jack loves his alone time. And anyway, we're having a special dinner tonight.

Jack: [at home, listens to La Traviata]
[has flashback of Jack/Siobhan almost kissing]
[looks moody and tormented]

later...

Siobhan: [on Jack's doorstep] I'm just here to drop off some of Ryan's things that you forgot. Where's Mary?

Jack: We were supposed to have a special dinner, but she had to work.

Siobhan: ~~Oh crap, you mean we're alone together in your apartment again?~~ Maybe I should go.

Jack: No! Stay and have my delicious lasagna! I'll tell you stories about Jumbo! We're friends! Friends friends friends and nothing more than friends!

Siobhan: Well, okay...

Gwynnega: Yay!