I'm back! Did you miss me? Where have I been? I'd love to say I've been meditating in Tibet or playing Dahli Lama to the masses or bartering for some trained flying monkeys (if you're ever in the market for some, I suggest trianing your own, they're more loyal if you do) or sunbathing with Michael Buble (guess I have to wait until March to see him, sigh). Some might wondered if i fled the country and for fear of being traced had kept on the downlow. Or you might have wondered if I too had entered "the program" with Hypie. To those few, I can only say, "so many aliases, so little time." No, the truth is that I've been moving. Forty some days of packing. One day of moving. One happy girl (with a living room and dining room full of boxes and a little voice in her head saying 'you have too much shtuff'). Two great aspects of this move (and perhaps reasons for it): 1) no more roommate (now that I'm out I could post some interesting things about the experience like about the time she wanted to call an electrician to fix and outlet when she just had to flip a wall switch, honest) and 2) no more commute (close enough to walk if I wanted, but reality is that I'm a fan of the snooze button and sleep - although sadly now I can't blame traffic if I'm fashionablely on time). Right now I'm netless (gasp) at the house. I'll try to post from work, however, if you do not hear from me for a week, no worries, please don't go calling the embassies looking to see if I need a lawyer - again.
Watch out for flying monkies!