I've been quiet because there's been little to say. I've got things to do; places to go. Work is fine -- I'm settling into the routine of things, finding a way to fit all the stuff I want to do into the time I have for it.
This is proving to be harder than imagined.
But there are good things afoot! Wesley Clark is running for president! And I'm going to Disneyland tomorrow! Whoot!
There is an awful lot more to say. But not now.
It's been a weird weird week. I didn't deal well with the 9/11 anniversary -- meaning, I didn't deal with it at all. And then John Ritter died and he was only a year old than my father. And then I found out that a family member has cancer.
It has been an odd week, and I'm dealing with these things.