It *does* feel a bit like drowning, I guess.
It's hard to believe that I had caught up on my flist last Sunday.
Because right now I'm sitting down in front of my computer for the first time since then.
This work&dissertation gig is even more time consuming than anticipated. And I've not even really started on the research part of the deal.
Hello, view=p&skip=500. I've missed you. I think we'll become friends over the next year. And I'll probably meet your friend skip=750 before I'll have time to deal with you this time.
(Meaning, comments will be even more sparse than usual. And much later. But I read everything. Thanks for that, OCD-tendencies.
Special message to kriski: 2 DVDs going out tomorrow. I didn't come home before 20:00 today. And I left for work at 6:30. I can't understand why post offices don't like my hours.)