It was pointed out to me that I've been silent these past few days, and that I ought not leave that last heart attack entry hanging out there for days and days with no update. Thank you for your concern, dear friend, but I assure you I am alive and well, or at least middling. I hab a code in by nose. *snif*

I spent the weekend pretending to take it easy and getting well, but somehow managed to fit in renting a Halloween costume from a local vintage costumer, afternoon coffee with an online personals neophyte friend of mine who was having cold feet, a short but entertaining visit to Hugo House for the Inquiry on Saturday night with David (where I got to watch Dunsany moderate a panel discussion on video game violence, but where I did not get to meet Matthew Baldwin of Defective Yeti), and spent Sunday at the Seattle Home Show (Megan, it wasn't near as cool as yours!) with Mike of Icarus World, someone I met (via match.com) for the first time last Thursday and have become very fond of in a very short time.

Dana and Tom gave me the coolest calendar last night...entitled London: London's Transport Museum...the description reads: Representing some of the finest examples of twentieth century graphic art, this collection of transport posters was commissioned by London Underground to promote their services, c. 1920s-1950s. I have the best friends. *grin*

My jobshare partner is on holiday in Italy for the next three weeks, so I'm doing the office gig Monday through Friday like a normal person until the last week of October. Or as close to normal as someone like me can approximate. Yesterday was manic, crazy-busy, and I was sickly...today can only be better, right? Right?