So, I dropped off the map– sorry for that! I traveled to attend a very powerful ritual a week or so ago, and that led to some much needed recovery/integration time, and also I had no regular computer access, because I am a van-dwelling nomadic vagrant. I still don’t. (I just found out that my Macbook Pro is considered a “vintage system” by Apple, and they will not fix it.) I’ve done my best to keep up with emails, Facebook, and so forth from my phone, but it has a cracked screen and it draws blood when I try to type too much on it. Also the battery is constantly dead, won’t take a charge through AC power. (But I can apparently get a new one from Verizon for $0.99, or upgrade for a hundred bucks or so.)
Ahem. So yes.
Also, it was so cold in the van this morning that when I spilled hot coffee all over myself, I stared with bleary-eyed disbelief as it literally froze solid on the steel track for my van’s hydraulic captain’s chair. (Seriously. How cold does steel need to be to instantly freeze *scalding* coffee?)
However, both my raven and I are weathering things in a survivory sort of fashion (which is to say we’re alive and fire is awesome) and I’m hoping to see a bunch of you fuckers at PantheaCon next month. (Gimbal will be with a babysitter, unfortunately. Maybe I can set up a Skype with him.)
Stay tuned for some bloggy writing tonight, as I commandeer this office computer and drink a small business owner’s beer.