Fucked

I went out for a work-related happy hour and just got home. I had fun.

Off the top of my head, I'd say there are about five people that still read this blog who know me in person and actually worry about me. There used to be a lot more, but I haven't told anyone that I'm writing here again, and anyone who knows me hasn't checked this thing in months.

For the five of you who still do, I'm fine. Really. Have I ever been a problem?

You know where to reach me.