Update

Sorry about the sparse posting; I'm having to spend my waking hours doing actual work. In fact, I'm at work right now. Between training my replacement, keeping up with client reports, and fielding a barrage of questions from just about every person in this office I just don't have time to pour out my soul into the soothing ether that is the internet. At any rate, you're not missing anything because all I'm doing is working, and therefore I don't really have anything interesting to write about. For those who wish to keep track, here's the latest:

• I haven't sold my house yet.
• I am moving in two weeks. Or three weeks, depending on whether I get my own apartment or temporarily move in with my brother.
• I am operating above normal capacity at work. This is largely do to the obscene quantities of SweetTarts/Runts/tea/coffee/pop/hot chocolate/dum-dums I consume pretty much continuously throughout the day.
• I have been successful so far in NOT getting addicted to 24 like I was last year. This is probably due to the fact that I am at work all evening long.
• Mary's here too.
• I really need to start packing.

And, so as to build anticipation for when I return to my regularly scheduled blogging, here is a list of upcoming events I expect to have worthwhile stories about in the near future:

• Lap dancing lessons this Saturday, followed by the purchase of several coin-operated boys, and maybe the odd blindfold and/or furry handcuffs.
• SUPERBOWL SUNDAY! Pre-game strip poker, the main event, and hopefully winning some money at squares.
• Packing for the move, as I'm bound to come across some bizarre shit I forgot I owned.
• Moving to Chicago, and my resulting far more colorful life.

There you have it. I'm off like Ron Jeremy's pants.

P.S. Is anyone else amused by the fact that the Blogger spell-checker doesn't recognize the word "blog"?