You'll have to pardon the lack of updates. I'm on vacation; nothing much happens, and I generally get distracted by other things before I can write about things that do happen. I had some good pizza in the North End tonight. Chicken, pepperoni, and riccota. Seriously. Fantastic. I also drank a bit, which I seem to be doing lately. Hrm.

My toe/foot thing has been acting up again. I'm not sure why. It hasn't hurt this bad since San Francisco. I'd like it to stop.

I spend the bulk of my days emailing back and forth with people still at work. Clearly I'm having separation issues. I hate change, and I'm not good at it. Eleven weeks of doing something gets you sort of used to it. C'est la vie.

Speaking of la vie, I'm going to mon lit. Which has nothing to do with my life, but I'm tired and there you go.