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A Status Update…

So where have I been? The past semes­ter, with rug­by, mono, a new job, and a tragedy on cam­pus, has been a busy one. It’s no excuse for the dearth of words here, but it makes me feel bet­ter to write down all the major events that took up so much of my time, to cat­a­log them, to assign blame.

Let me share some of the house­keep­ing items:

• I’ve pulled the post on the Vir­ginia Tech shoot­ings: it was a very quick and dirty live-blog­ging bit done dur­ing the first press con­fer­ence: rather than try to edit it, update it, or attempt to add addi­tion­al com­men­tary, it’s eas­i­er to make it dis­ap­pear. I’d rather not read it any­ways. If you do, drop me a line or leave a comment.
• I’ll be updat­ing this to Word­Press 2.2 in the com­ing hours (read: days or weeks, if you know how I accom­plish these things). If things are bro­ken, don’t hes­i­tate to con­tact me and let me know.

…has every­one left yet? Yes? Good. So, hel­lo, non-exis­tent read­er. How are things? My life has been both busy and relaxed these past weeks. The semes­ter has end­ed, grades have been put out, and I’ve been shop­ping for a new road bike. The iBook’s log­ic board died, and the iPod faked death two or three times: elec­tron­ics hate me. I’ve got a dirty room, a full inbox, a @computer text file that says I ought not be doing this, but here I sit, typ­ing what I can.

I’ll have more in the com­ing days. Emp­ty promis­es, yes. But if a man promis­es the impos­si­ble, and no one is around to hear it, must he real­ly fol­low through? You, non-exis­tent read­er, don’t care when I update: I address these to you, because I know you’ll always be there for me.