Oh Great Googly Moogly.

Sorry about the silence, guys. I got back from New York and right into a week plus of old job, new job, and convocation. The good news is that I have one very expensive piece of paper (to be nailed on a wall in its paper envelope) and by association a shiny new undergraduate degree. The bad news is that I've managed to screw up the rest of my life in an unimaginable fashion. But enough about that, because there's tea to soothe the emotional wounds. I'll try to write more soon, when I'm not sleeping in between a half finished book and the pile of folded clothes I've been too lazy to move. Which is better than where I slept last night, which was on a sofa with my head on the armrest. At this rate, I'm going to have to sell off a kidney to hire a chiropractor and a therapist.