January 24, 2008
Iím falling off the writing wagon. Being so ill has many consequences, and being unable to keep up with this project is one of them. I donít want to miss posting January, I know I missed November, but catching up is going to be tough. Being home sick with Geoffrey was kind of like a vacation, in an odd, twisted, Dali-esque kind of way. We didnít go anywhere, but we didnít do anything productive, didnít go to work, we kept odd hours, and we were even more tired when we went back to work than we were before we left.