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My brain took all of February off without asking me first.

I've toyed vaguely with the idea of writing from time to time (and at times not even vaguely - I really, honestly wanted to sit down and write something), but I end up watching something instead, or reading, or spending too much time making artificial money in Mousehunt by arbitraging [1] (if only I spent half as much effort on the real stock market), and then when I finally even think of firing up a word processor, I realise that my eyes hurt and I stumble off to bed instead.

[1] Not the point of the game, not by a long shot.

I think my brain is finally entertaining the idea of coming back from leave (and of course, life being what it is, I'm wallowing in work and I really should be prepping for an early morning conference call before I humiliate myself tomorrow, so - time vs inclination, inclination vs time and all that).


And my loot has arrived, much faster than expected, which makes me inordinately gleeful. I honestly can't get enough of this show.