It was raining hard. I think it's supposed to rain on and off all day.
I brainstormed more on the Harlem Renaissance fic-to-be. Klaine keeps trying to take over, and they don't even live in Harlem. Santana worked her way into the fic. In my mind she's something of an antagonist. We'll see how she ends up written. I truly want Mercedes to be central to the story. Jake and Unique are major characters as well, to me. At least they live in Harlem.
Later: I went outside for a bit. The grass was still very wet. I took pictures of the tiger lilies, and of the rose-of-Sharon that is a volunteer. I'm not sure where that came from. It's close to the mahonia, so perhaps it was spread by a bird. There was a tiger swallowtail on the tiger lilies again. It was on the opposite side to me, so I don't think I got a good picture. I'm glad I went out, although now my sandals need to dry before I can wear them again. I figure I should appreciate the tiger lilies while they last.
Later still: I got a couple of editing jobs to work on. I did the first read-through of both.
I watched Conan O'Brien, the part with Darren Criss. There was a range of interaction, from silly to serious.