lame, not lemmon

I haven’t gone anywhere, and I’m not dead. I’m just lame. Lame and lazy. Lame and lazy and busy.

I don’t have time to actually say anything worth noting. I want to close my eyes. But if I did have something to say, or some time to say it, it would probably be about CSS, or Mozilla, or Thor. Or maybe it would be about bookmarklets, or soapbubbles.

Nine days is a long time to have nothing to say. I’ve unlocked lots of DDR songs in that time. I’ve collected lots of packages and weapons in that time… I’ve eaten a lot of easter candy. I’ve closed my eyes for seven or eight hours (more or less) about nine times. Nine times.