Not been here in three days, apparently.

I'm sorry, it's just that I've felt really shit for the last few days, and have no interest n pblishing blog entries saying "Something has yet again prevented me from doing x, which stops me doing y". I'm spending all night every night running from various people who want to kill me (every night a different plot with an uncannily similar aim), which I'm trying to hope isn't prophetic or portentous in some way.

The happy black pit is reopening, and I'm just the little pink ping pong ball rolling around the edge. Rolling. Rolling.