Bang/Pow.

Well only, like, a million years later and once again I have internet.

I'm in my new apartment. Sitting on the floor with the keyboard on my lap.

This place, still going through renovations, is a complete mess. So far it's a positive move, though.

Got a couple personal things (read: fucking) that I've considered but am going to say 'no thanks' to for now. One was an impetuous idea that needs to be ditched. The other is fairly significant but the timing is wrong. I do, after all, need to spend some time alone and figure things out. It's the sort of thing that when I don't get a phone call, I start getting wiggy. If I know that I'm not balanced or thinking squarely, I can't really go any further. I'll explain more soon.

Now I go a-searchin' for the box of forks.