In case you were wondering, I'm not dead. I'm in hardcore crunch mode in the office, and still dealing with the issues I avoided discussing directly in my last entry. Let's hope things loosen their grip soon.

Oh, and since there was some concern expressed by the gentle (and less gentle) readers of Hidden City, let me assure you that my last message was intended to be hopeful. Sure, there's still more workplace ugliness coming at me than I can easily stomach, and my job is still demanding that it take precedence over my life, and there are lot of difficult philosophical dilemmas consuming the few moments my work affords me, but I'm doing okay. I'm still listening to new music (I rather like Nine Inch Nails' Ghosts I-IV), and doing some bedtime reading, and occasionally venturing out in public to refresh my sunburn. Your concern is touching, truly, but this will work out.

Eventually.