zombies

this article from the new yorker about cyberextorition which I was going to try to explain (I read it before I left, and it was very interesting) but I am so lazy, I just stayed quiet. Seems like everyone is doing nanowrimo, and while I'd love to get on the bandwagon, I am still re-adjusting. Why must a vacation tucker me out so deeply? It is ridiculous. I love the weather, I hate getting out of work once it is already dark. And, I crave soup constantly now. It is so good to be back with my bed, the Lady Englander. I can't believe how much I missed her, she was like a member of the family.