Sigh.

I'm starting to develop a deep desire for a vacation. I want to hole up in a cabin in the middle of nowhere, with no phone, no neighbors, and even -- gasp! -- no internet, and spend a week reading really thick books and looking at trees.

Instead, I am going to go to work. And then tonight I'm going to Albuquerque to see Bruce Campbell, which should at least be fun. And tomorrow I'm taking the day off. Maybe I'll pretend I'm in a cabin...