Let me die with a hammer in my hand

Hey man. Cool that your trip went well, and wow about possibly being a salaried employee again! Personally I think it's awesome that A* think of you so highly, that after all these years they still want to hire you up despite not being on site.

I don't think anything is wrong with our blog. I saw your entry yesterday morning. I was in the midst of typing one yesterday, but stopped. I was feeling pretty battered and discombobulated, so I decided not to finish it.

Speaking of yesterday, I was a mess. A combination of poor weather, tiredness, isolation and sickness did nothing for my state of mind. I'm doing much better today. I hate those weird spokes of complete depression I sometimes have. I'm doing alright now, but sometimes events conspire to bring me down.

That job that A* is offering you sounds like a good deal, even if it means you're not editing. A change might be good, and it's not a particularly brutal one, since you've already worked with A*.

It's so funny, I really feel like our characters and stories have been petrified in amber. It's also kind of sad, where did all of our energy go? I hope that you are able to write more freely again soon. I also hope that someday I'll be able to do the same thing.

Life at the G* goes and goes. Population-wise, there are probably 7000 people? Something like that. I just asked one of my office mates, and we had like a ten minute discussion on how many folks are here. There are a goodly number of folks here, but far fewer than during their peak, that's for sure.