Dear Visitors:
I'm back. (Did you notice I was gone? I'll bet not; after all, you have things to do with your life.) Anyhow, I have not been in some sort of not-famous-enough snit or anything, but rather visiting not-quite-inlaws for Easter celebrations. I am eager to return to regular posting, but that's not going to happen tonight, because every pore, every nook and cranny, and surely every fold and dip in my circuitry is full of food. I've spent the last three days eating like it was a contest, or like I was preparing to hibernate, or like someone was paying me to outgrow all my pants in the shortest amount of time possible. Oh, my. I certainly hope my writing bits have not been permanently damaged. The only things there are room left for in my brain are the memory of spotting a real-life bunny hopping around the suburbs Friday night, and the damn bunny hop music, which has been stuck in my head all weekend.
More tomorrow, I hope. And I hope you had a happy spring-fertility-ritual-adapted-for-the-religious-path-of-your-choice. I'm off to embark on a contest of wills with the leftover candy. If you need me, you can find me in the dictionary under "sure to lose."
Posted by hilatron at April 21, 2003 06:10 PM