not moments after i posted my jan 1st blurb, mir came into the kitchen singing U2's new year's day, or more specifically, just "all is quiet".
this will be brief.
i am home at the mullingson commune.
i've been up for some like 32 hours and i am knackered. but i'm bathed and in fresh clothes which is a relief.
some of the ladeez are due to call any moment for food and board games and chat.
keli and i have been doing some light housework while listening to mark koselk live and drinking white russians.
i'll be getting my laptop back tomorrow and normal service will resume.