All good things must come to an end...

...and that includes holidays, unfortunately. Had a brilliant time, tho' - I think I owe you my first born or something now, Boss Lady, to repay you for getting me out of here.

Got back yesterday and spent the day lying low - teleportation always hits hard, and that was quite the jump. Thanks for the hospitality, Crystal, and the short cut home.

And since I missed it... happy birthday, Nate. I really can call you 'old man' now, can't I? *grins*

Now to go through my inbox. It's full, but not as full as it ought to be after this long away. Thanks to whoever's been doing my filing.

And yes, there are presents. Some of which might be stuffed lemurs.

Edit: Mark? Nice rack. You now officially have more cleavage than I do. I'm not even going to begin to ask what the fuck brought this on, tho'. There's not enough caffiene in the world for that story to make sense.