I've spent the last several days at my Dad's house. I have severe
cabin fever -- I'm in
Binghamton, NY, where there's even less to do than there is in southern
New Jersey. I installed
Windows 2000, with less bumps than I expected, and played with a few of my Dad's toys (specifically, the REX6000 personal organizer -- a PDA that's also a PCMCIA card)...
This is now officially the longest time I've been away from kanon42 since we met in September. I won't see her again until Wednesday. The separation is doing good, I think -- I long for her, a feeling I haven't really felt in some time. It's easy to take someone totally for granted when you're around them nearly 24/7 for three months.
My Dad's cats are taking their toll on me, though not as badly as usual -- I suppose being around Sam and Pepper (Maggie's cats) has innoculated me somewhat.
About now is when I stop reading Red Meat, in order that I might not wake up the neighborhood with my raucous laughter.
There's blood on my right pinky, and I don't know why.