Straightaway

Toe,
It's been a busy time lately for me. I am taking off for the holidays next week through the first week of January, and there is so much I need to do. Arg. It happens every December--it's the annual equivalent of my frenzied Friday, when I try to get everything I should have been doing done by the end of some arbitrary time. This is the problem with having so few deadlines in my work. My deadlines are really more social-pressure than anything--"So, where's that piece you've been working on? How long has it been?"

How did brunch go with your Dad? That's sad about your El withdrawal. It's gotta be tough. I can only imagine. I get withdrawal from C* every time we're apart, which is fortunately not too much. I also get weird fears about dying or whatever when we're separated. I guess it's a kind of separation anxiety, to use a psychological term. At the same time, I kind of enjoy the feeling of being on my own, so it's a mixed batch of emotions.

We had a decent weekend. Went out to brunch with some local friends yesterday. We had more snow on Saturday--there's about 6 inches now. It just keeps accumulating over the weeks because it doesn't really melt. I do like it.

I better get back to work. I'll post more later.