So I got my house finally, and have moved and am now putting shit together and stuff. Lots of work. Sorry I haven’t been around much for the last couple of days, but I also got sick on Thursday, the day we started moving shit, which was great timing, I can tell you. Some kind of flu or something. Haven’t been thinking too clearly, haven’t been able to help much, being in that delirious state of mind where you think that the globes on a ceiling fan are the most important thing, harping on about it in your own head, while sweating profusely. I feel lke my brain’s been fried.